"His crooked smile showed his mischievous side. "Hmm, maybe I remember now." Are you trying to get me drunk?" Do I need to get you drunk?" he asked st...pping close to her. Close enough she could feel the heat from his body and smell his intoxicating cologne.She closed her eyes and felt his presence, took in the feelings he always brought forth from within her."No. You never do. You're all I need."Before she could open her eyes, he softly planted a kiss on the corner of her mouth."Good. I like. My fingers probed her inner folds, exploring every ridge and bump inside her, desperately searching for the best places to stimulate her desires to drive her into a lust filled frenzy for me. Her moaning increased in frequency as she writhed on the bed, desperate for my fingers to probe her further. All the while my fingers explored the depths of her pussy, my thumb circled her clit, gently stimulating it, increasing her desire. I watched her face contort into a mask of pleasure, my fingers. When the train drew out I became of a girl positioned opposite also leaning.London Bridge,my god hordes of people,and they all attempted to embark.The squash inside the train increased and I was pushed closer and closer to the girl.She was about 23 24 tall slim and wearing an unusual cottn dress hanging in folds to her knees.Sue could just not believe that so many people had squeezed aboard at London Bridge,the crowd had forced her closer and closer,till they were almost touching, to a tall guy. It was a disaster. I don't even remember what her name was anymore. I had to constantly remind her to start supper and if we had a party I still had to do all of the shopping or she would forget things. She was a competent enough cook I suppose, but cooking is more than standing over a stove. I think it took us three cooks before we came across Audra's parents. They were newly married and without any experience or references. I think Chad liked the idea of having another man to do the heavy.