I did speak to Mike and Jan though. Jan had a lovely twinkle in her eye as we bade each other farewell. Mike just appeared hung-over and a bit sullen,...though not at me, just life in general I guess. Jan also slipped me her mobile number and gave my cock a surreptitious squeeze in passing too. I definitely planned on seeing that lady again, we had a lot of "in depth" discussions to finalise when I was next 'oop North'.After that Paula, the kids and I went up to the bar to see what was happening.. I was told that she must be picked up by three PM.Well as I work for myself I could do and I was being told. Now don't get me wrong I am no wousy, but after twenty years of marriage one learns to do as asked. I was there by 2:45 and was told that the plane was on time. Forty-five minutes later she still wasn't there. I asked again and the plane had a problem and had to land in New York and I would have to go and get her.I called my wife and told her what was going on. She could of gone to. I have been renamed several times on the tavern owners whim. I liked emily, it retained its original earth meaning, of? someone who constantly tries hard. Most Gorean names have stories attached. For example emily is the name of a wife who tried to please her husband so much, that he enslaved her as a reward for her feminine diligence. My last name adele, reversed its earth meaning. The daughter of a rich merchant spurns her suitor an officer, angered by this he simply enslaves her, and leads. Her 34C’s perfectly framed. She was lying on the bed, her hands tied to the bedstead with a neck tie. The red panties, tight on her taught arse cheeks. Lying back on the bed I flicked through the pictures and recalled the evening. She had the red underwear set on and we had ended up messing around in the bedroom. I took some pictures of her as she undressed. She ended up tied to the bed and I removed her panties slowly before running my tongue between her cheeks. She bucked and told me to leave.