She decided to catch up with a few old friends and go out for drinks, She asked if i'd pick her up at closing time, which i gladly said yes to....well...out she went wearing next to nothing which had me drooling in seconds, and all i could think about was having my wicked way with her.The night dragged on until i eventually got the call to go collect her, it was around 12.30pm and luckily her mother was fast asleep in bed. When i got to the pub she got in and asked if we'd drop her friend off, so. The trip home was in high spirits, both girls at some point remarking that they should have used the facilities before leaving. By now the girls were feeling the effects of the drinks as they turning onto the dusty track slowied to a slow rumble to save the dust cloud and rattling over the grid that kept the a****ls from the road, easing over the bridge Mary asking Micky to stop as by now she needed to pee, which Sadie agreed with that loudly and with a broad conspiratorial grin. He pulled in. This pushed me in thought process that I will spend most of the time with her preparing for the event cause there were only we two in the group as her event was smallSo first day passed just in discussion about how we are going to prepare for the event and other stuff for that we had to be together most of the time as she used to live in a girls hostel I was not allowed to go there so we decided that she will come to my place in afternoon when my parents go for jobFrom next day she started to. The words flowed seamlessly through her pen onto the cool crisp sheets of her notebook.By lunchtime, she was happy. She flicked through the pages, reading it almost as if it had been written by somebody else. She pulled her battered laptop onto the table and began transcribing her notes. Her ex had always laughed at her for writing everything in longhand first but Catherine found that trying to write on the computer meant she was constantly editing, deleting, erasing as she went and was then.