"And we'll split the funds." The harps were worth nothing to him; there was nothing he could do with them. And having them gone would be another remin...er he didn't have to deal with. "I don't ... I'm not in the business of causing problems for you, Caitlyn." Okay," she said. He was wearing the black dress shirt she had always liked, with the wide pointed collars; it brought out the coloring in his eyes and hair, the breadth of his shoulders, strength of his jaw. Everyone looked good in black,. Andy got on top of her and the two started going at it. Olivia's nipples could be seen plainly exposed by her ill-fitting jumpsuit as the two rolled on the floor. Other inmates gathered around and started cheering. It was instant mayhem as the two girls went at it like a****ls. The ensuing struggle brought almost immediate attention from the guards. In moments two correction officers were standing over the sweaty girls breaking them apart. One of them lifted Olivia up off the ground by her. When the daughter was home from college, she would come by the office. As a 19 year old, she gave the greatest blow jobs and loved a late night fuck on the carpet in the sanctuary, Julia was glad she had just been to the grocery store. She packed a picnic basket with a bottle of red wine, two types of cheese, crackers, fruit and a loaf of French bread. She put the basket and a blanket next to the front door and headed for the shower. Her tits were still sore from the abuse they had taken,. We argued half heartedly about locations, wanting an island away from the crowd, where we could have a bure on the beach, it’s doors opening onto a perfect vista of white sand, coconut palms and blue ocean. The calm ocean of a lagoon. Perfect. And privacy. We wanted to be alone. It would be the last time for a lifetime, and we could never have too much time alone. Or too much warm sun and ocean. She was pale when we arrived, we were both pale, and the patterned bikini I insisted she wore.