She tried to stifle it but she wasn’t successful. She’d seen Easy use that trick a hundred times and it never failed. Easy had sewn a one-quarter ...unce British sovereign into the cloth and, with that wrist flick, she could throw it twenty feet and plop it wherever she wanted. Obviously, Easy had thrown it on purpose.Miss Thornton stood up with a shocked expression as the light brown liquid wetted through her newly purchased Dior blouse. Nothing like this had ever happened before. She told Easy. Small nibbles here and pecks there as I threaded her hair with my fingers and held her head. I caressed her delicious body with my other hand, touching breasts and nipples, navel and mons. Oh to be Vishnu with four hands. I began by making love to her face as she had finished her worship of me with my face. Gentle kisses were bestowed upon her eyes and ears, her nose and forehead, her cheeks, ears and chin. She lifted her face and opened her neck to me. Her long beautiful neck was helpless. "It was a few months and it was five years ago, Bailey," I said. "There's no reason to revisit the history. We all have parts of our lives we wish we could change. There's no reason we can't be friends now."Bailey's face was a puzzle; her look alternated between angry and hurt."It was much more than a few months to me," she said finally. I could only nod. It had been a long time since I had spoken to Bailey and I didn't want her to know how much I had missed her.Sophie gracefully excused. And I hadn't sung a note!For some reason it struck me funny; I just burst out laughing, and waved vaguely at the pianist to stop him. "Sorry," I said, still chuckling. "Can we try that again?"Nobody else was laughing, but I didn't care. The unexpected glitch had taken all my nerves away, now I was just charged up. And this time when my musical cue arrived I came in precisely on the beat, softly at first the way the aria dictates, but then straight into my first run-up at full voice.I didn't.