Bobby shook his head. She was obviously off her feed too. He was about to go take a shower when her voice stopped him.“You have two phone messages,�...� she said.“Who from?” he asked.“Misty and some woman I’ve never heard of,” said Betty, still watching the tube.It was the disinterested note in her voice that made alarm bells go off in his head. Both of the twins had been ecstatic about Misty, almost pests when she was staying with them. For her to say “Misty” in such a lackluster voice was proof. It’s not the same but at least I’m still here.”Winston? I thought, Winston Churchill? Portia read my mind.“He’s an old friend of Daddy’s.” Well, he would be, wouldn’t he?“Tea?” Camilla looked at the clock. “No, gin, I think, don’t you?”She went to a table to one side of the room and poured us all substantial gins and tonic and we sat on comfortable but well-worn leather chairs and chatted for a while. The room was small and cosy with a large fireplace and rather too-large furniture.“Everything. Consequently our mutual, impatient lust inevitably overcame any nerves either one of us may have had, dispelling even the faintest possibility of any awkward shyness between us as we undressed each other lovingly in our softly-lit bedroom, almost ripping each other's clothes off approximately 30 seconds after we had entered the scene of our eagerly anticipated sexual consummation.My God she was beautiful. Her alabaster white body was flawless. From her elegant neck, down past her gorgeous,. As I came out of the darkness and into the bright lights in the foyer, I saw the man waiting outside the men's toilets. Seeing me approaching he turned and went inside. I followed him in. The room was empty, and when he opened a cubicle door and motioned for me to join him I quickly followed him. He pulled down the toilet lid and sat down as I closed and bolted the cubicle door. As I turned to face him he quickly unzipped me and pulled my trousers down my hips. Lifting my stiff cock from my.