She needn't have worried about Freya. She and Patty seemed to get onimmediately. Again a skill she didn't have. Although she was a littlesuspicious of...them chatting away at the back. There was some troublegoing on with the projector so she decided to check her emails. Asalways it was just stuff she'd never even open. Once a month, she'd gothrough clearing her in box, although recently she'd begun to wonder whyshe even tried. On the second scan she noticed something strange. Shegot up out of her. She stood frozen for a few seconds, then her arms were around his neck and their mouths crushed together. His arms went around her, hugging her to him. His hands roamed over her back, stroking her, and her senses went wild. She clawed at his shirt, popping the buttons and stripping it down his arms. She pressed herself against his bare chest, their mouths meeting again, the passion rising, and she felt his fingers unfasten her bra. She let it slip away down her arms and pressed her full naked. " She said to you."I don't care..wanna just go to the bar and get some pizza and wings?" You asked."Ok fine, same place over and over. I'm going to get ready. Be done in about an hour." She replied sounding annoyed.She went into the bathroom and shut the door. It took her an hour and a half to get ready, but damn did she look good. -Leather jacket. -Low red top showing off her fabulous tits. -Low skin tight jeans with a black leather belt. -And black high heels. You knew she was gonna get. It’s so familiar. So tranquil and lovely, and you brought me here, I can’t believe it! ’ Patrick and Aiden had been standing, soaking in the insect-humming stillness beneath the canopy of recently flourished leaves. Their reverie was broken when she jumped up impulsively and hugged them both. As she did, the dream and the nudity and the rolling on the rug, this rug, came flooding back to her. She broke from them, fevered and giddy. ‘Come on, let’s sit down.’They all dropped to their knees on.