I couldn't see Claire so I went upstairs to change. I entered the bedroom and found her lying naked on our bed. 'Come here' she said.'Mmmmmm' I murmer...d as show started stroking my rapidly hardening cock. She started running her tongue along the length of my shaft, back and forwards, before she wrapped her mouth around the tip. She opened her legs and I could see her wet, shaven pussy. 'Started without me?' I said cheekily. 'Mmmmmmm' she murmured with her mouth full of my cock. She sucked on. "I figure we got a few hours at least before the state people come calling. After I talk to Bob if nothing happens to dissuade me, we might as well go with it. We can both use the same lawyer just to keep the conversation going in the right direction, agreed?" I asked."Agreed, but I'm not saying anything to him either," The Brit said."Good enough," I said as I pulled the parka over my pistol. I headed out to my car. I drove to the address on Bob's card. His receptionist was a cute little girl,. I do remember our walks on the beach, trips to the store, walks in the woods. Lots of action to choose from, hehe. But you still haven't quite been as specific as I had wanted. Explain what you think about and what types of scenes you make up. I'm curious to know. I know you did mention the age play with special clothes, which yes I was disappointed you never got to use them as well. They would have suited you well. That last night we were suppose to be together, it as unfortunate we never. I had not considered that (That was how lit I was) and I sat back down, rather stunned. “Where will I sleep though?” I asked. They both laughed and said they would find some place in the five bedroom home for me. “Sheesh. I really am drunk!” I said and they laughed. They both got up to go potty and I poured myself the last of either the second or third bottle of wine. I sat there staring out at the distant fields the night beginning to darken the Eastern horizon. It was a perfect.