Eileen kept her eyes closed and anticipated the heat of Sara's moist, full lips. One hand trailed around her waist, while the other touched her breast... Then Eileen felt the first soft touch of Sara lips. As they gently brushed hers. The warm breath of Sara against her. The smoothness of Sara's caressing lips. Eileen felt as if her spirit was flowing into the depths of Sara. Eileen reached to pull Sara closer to her.She felt Sara's arms hold her tight. Around her waist as Sara wrapped around her. Arilee helped her dress, and then stayed nearby, ready to carry messages or fetch anything the Duchess might need. It was well into the afternoon before Christi was able to return upstairs, bathe, and dress casually once more.Arilee fried chicken while Christi bathed, even though she wanted nothing more than to climb into the bath with the other woman. Christi was mentally and emotionally exhausted from the day's business, so Arilee decided it would be best just to let her soak and. The small beach ended at a small collection of rocks and they spread out the beach towels they’d brought with them and laid down to catch some sun. They grinned like schoolc***dren as they spread lotion over each other’s bodies, Jack paying more attention than he should to her tits, before they lay back and, in minutes, were dozing.“Just fuck off!”Both Jack and Danielle woke to the sound of a girl’s voice, raised partly in anger, partly in fear. Off to their left, at the base of the rocks, two. She was perched, naked, on a rock outcropping, maybe a foot away, and slightly higher than the surrounding railing. She was sitting on my t-shirt, reading her book, and sipping from an almost empty glass of white wine."Hello, Michael," she said in a voice so melodious, she was almost singing.I did a double take. Some women wear the afterglow of sex like a shimmering coat, others radiate like the sun. But Catherine was a beacon of peacefulness radiating a calm happiness."Okay," I said. "Who are.