The couples followed behind them and then the two mothers, then guests, as the procession made the walk back along the path. The hall was gayly decora...ed and the head table, raised higher on a podium, was covered in a broad swath of tartans of MacLeod, MacDonald and MacDonnell. A table in front of that for the distinguished guests, was covered in linen cloth and richly decorated. Three tables ran perpendicular to it, with enough seating for the rest, they too given embellishments to enrich the. We laid there entwined in each other for a long time. When we had regained our wind, strength and ability to speak we moved to lay next to each other. "Stay the weekend with me, Tracy," I said as we lay together, her head cradled in my arm and her fingers lazily tracing their way through my chest hair. She propped herself up on one elbow and with a soft sparkling smile she looked at me. "Yes." she said in a whisper. * EPILOGUE: Tracy and I have been seeing each other for a little over two. Sheila answered looking tired and haggard. I could tell she was not in a good mood. "Get breakfast ready," she barked, "and you'll serve it naked. And put that bikini in the wash, I'm sure it's quite filthy given your activities in it over the weekend." Yes, Mrs. Winters, I'll get to it right away." You should know, you little slut, that Dave was by last night and told us all about your little gang fuck Friday night." I'm sorry Mrs. Winters. I was under the impression that I was obliged to keep. Her smile got bigger. "But if I'm going to do this, I'm going to do it my way!" What's your way?" she asked."What it's not is in the middle of the day, with limited time, after you have just browbeaten me into sleeping with you. If you're going to lose your cherry to me, then it's going to be done right. I'm taking you out on Saturday night, and you'll spend the night with me. Can you get your parents to let you stay out all night?" With you?" she snorted. "No way in hell! But I'll get someone.