Bridgette plucked the man's sleeve. "Most of the seats at the high table are filled. Are we the last guests to arrive?"The man bobbed his head. "Yes, ...y lady."Her gripped firmed on his arm. "King Jotan, please, come with me." She walked forward and stopped a half dozen paces from the high table."I asked King Kiril for a peaceful dinner where we could relax from our journeys. I'm told that it will be easier to stop the sun in its tracks at noon tomorrow."If I can't stop that, I intend to make. Afterwards, she sipped from her fruit shake. "Sorry, Bruce," she said. "I was nosey. But I couldn't bear seeing you like that, week after week after week. You must have gone through hell."I watched her and something broke. For the next half hour I spilled the whole story. Once I started, I couldn't stop. It was as if there was a third person telling it all. I watched and could not stop him.Erica just listened. A dark pink blush rose from her throat. When she at last spoke, she was angry. "The. .. and Sister Francine did not.She even guessed which girl had distracted Bob, but then that wasn't hard because when Bob was brought into the room to be interrogated in front of the girls (an intentional act designed to put pressure on him and peak his guilt) Tiffany was the only girl who couldn't look at him.Tiffany! Dear, sweet, pure Tiffany!Then Francine remembered what she'd been doing all night, and suddenly the inquisitor in her flamed out and died.She slumped, looked around the room,. I start playing with my clitoris, sending jolts of pleasure up and down mybody. If Sam happened to put down the pool skimmer and look through thewindow, he'd see me ogling him. The thought of being seen turns me on evenmore, and I push a lock of my blond hair out of my face, bite my plumplower lip and insert two delicately manicured fingers into my cunt. Beforelong, I explode into a toe-curling orgasm. "More, please" is all I canthink as it washes over me.I'm coming down from that high when I.