After dinner, they stopped briefly to switch positions, and Frank had dozed for a couple of hours, then they switched back and Frank drove while Ronni... slept. They had swapped out every few hours for most of the trip.Well, almost, thought Ronnie in pleasant reverie. When she woke after midnight, leaning against a pillow and her balled-up coat, Frank had smiled and patted the seat next to him, then threw his right arm over the seat back. Ronnie unbuckled her seatbelt and slid over next to him,. She looked every night after that: every time there was a new customer waiting to pay, she hoped it was him. It was her weekend off and the following week she was back on days. Shirley thought about him over the weekend and promised herself that she'd try and look out those old scrapbooks, but she didn't really know where to start to look ... it must be fifteen years since she'd seen them last! But once back at work she put it out of her mind again.It was lunchtime on Tuesday. She was on one of. She pulled on Faye’s tiny halter-neck top to cover the nipple rings and wires, and a loose hipster skirt which just showed the top of the pink leather belt, popped in the ear buds and left with Faye for their meeting with Mike and Pam at the pub. Mike hugged and kissed Faye before sitting down at a table in a corner of the pub garden, and Pam discreetly slipped one hand up her skirt. Becki, looking gorgeous, just purred into Mike's ear "How did you make it fit so perfectly, you are a. Misty moaned with pleasure when his fingers ventured between her uncovered thighs for the first time. She felt her mind enter a zone where time, troubles and pressures of life did not exist. She closed her eyes in peaceful pleasure as his hands caressed the silky skin of her tits. The way he manipulated her hard nipples was unlike anytime before. For ten minutes, he did nothing but caress her upper body. Eric kept her breasts cradled in his hands, and moved his face downward, slowly, until it.