Why do you not slip out of that awful tweed jacket and blouse? Relax - make yourself comfortable like our pretty young friend here! I seem to remember...you have quite the handsomest shoulders and arms of any woman I ever met - until darling Veronica came into my life, that is!"Miss Prosser, with a word or two of gratitude, responded positively and promptly to this suggestion, in fact Veronica could not recall to mind anyone divesting themselves of their clothing more quickly and eagerly in all. She coats the neck of the bottle by pumping it in and out a couple of times and then hands it back and immediately the guy takes a big gulp from the neck of the bottle. She looks up at everyone else and asks if anyone else wants one. Lets just say she gets a very positive response.We walk back to the hotel, again as we walk down the sea front she walks in front and keeps pulling up her dress letting everyone have a good look. When we get to the hotel we all pile into the lift together and it is. I left everything and slept in the bus station. I never went back, I just couldn’t. As far as I know, my clothes are still there.’ ‘You can always fix it. It’s never too late. I know she’s just waiting for you to take her back.’ ‘You think? She never says anything when she comes in except, maybe, ‘hi’ and that’s it. I hate it every time I see her like that, it just reminds me how stupid I was.’ ‘She’s regretted it ever since, also. She told me everything that happened. Your stuff is still. He brought the glass to his lips and took a long, slow sip. He then leaned in and kissed Jessie so she could taste herself on his lips. He next brought the glass to her lips and she tentatively sipped herself, tasting the tangy-sweet evidence of her desire. He set the glass aside, kissed her warmly and with a sly smile, said,“I’m sorry baby. You failed that test. It is time for your punishment.”Jessie stood there, her heart still racing, trying to process his words.“What could he possibly have.