I was instructed to answer any knock at the door, bow to each of the guests. As soon as he’d finished telling me that, I heard a car door shu.... I hurried to be in position at the door. When the knock came, I opened it and bowed to the man there. He was large, bigger than Master Steven, and had a rough look. I got very nervous that this was the kind of guy who was going to be reaming my ass later that night. He told me what he wanted to drink, and fetched it. When I got back, there. "Why are we going to the roof? Surely, there must be someplace warmer we could go?"Erik peered into the shadows, as he strained to catch a glimpse of Christine who had disappeared from view. And then, her disembodied voice surrounded him."Surely warmer, well, yes, of a certainty there are other places, but none of them is for me, Erik. The roof is my only refuge. The place I go to seek peace and solitude. It is the only place of light where I feel welcome. And, the only place no one will. As I entered the room I took a crafty look at the window the young man was looking through and there was a five inch gap in the curtain. Having the light on in the snooker room made it even easier for him to see everything we did. I walked over to my husband and told him the coast was clear and I was ready to be fucked “good and proper”. He kissed me and was squeezing my arse and tits through my dress. I was so sexed up knowing the young spy was about 2 metres from where we were with a perfect. Thegirl in the picture could of been Melly's sister. They were both darkhaired beauties. I was about to ask who the girl was but then it hit me.I asked "Is that her?"Melly was standing behind me. "Is that who?"I turned to look at her. "You know who, Theresa, Is that Theresa? Yourfirst taste."Melly blushed a little (A rare thing for her) "Yes. That's Theresa and mein our senior year."I reached over and picked up the picture. I held it up to look at it withMelly in the background. MMMMM I see.