He talked to somebody through a ‘walkie-talkie,’ and finally, he allowed us inside. Once inside, they all ordered their favorite drinks to warm up... then got us in a table, and we ordered a light dinner, to accompany more drinks. The girls exclaimed: ‘Let’s hit the dance floor!’ I didn’t have a dance partner, so I stayed in my seat. I observed almost all the pretty women accompanied or waiting for their couples. The guys returned to drink more or they exchanged partners for a few quick songs. But where were Heather and Simon? Nothing was making sense and here I was hung over and naked! I threw the sheets around, ripping through the room looking for my clothes. Did I take them off in the other room? There is a whole other upstairs to this big ass house, did we even go up there? No, I must have taken them off in the other room. Right outside. Where their Dad could be standing. Just my luck. I peeked out of bedroom door that opened into the play room or whatever rich people call a. He stood a good six inches taller than her in her fuck me stilettos and therefore had serendipitously peered down the opening of her coat to see the gently swells of her naked breasts. She was not as buxom as her flatmate but they were rounded and he hoped they would be tipped with rosy coloured nipples. He was a sucker for pink breasted titties. He had seen Ellie a few times in the building and had only spoken briefly with her. He had checked her out and had admired what he had seen but she. Now ... if we went into business doing something like investing in real estate, we could take business trips to the areas we want to visit. While on a business trip, we could evaluate the advisability of buying the local real estate, and while touring the area to ensure it is a suitable area in which to invest, we could stop to visit the sights we want to see. All of our trip expenses would be a business write-off for tax purposes, which would save us money on our future taxes.”“But, wouldn’t.