She made her way to Cambridge Circus. It was only five minutes walk from the Tea Parlour but it was, at least, a change of scene. It was pedestrianise... now and used as a venue for New Order rallies. The intelligence services were rumoured to have their offices almost opposite. Just around the corner, in Old Compton Street, she found a coffee bar and sat herself down at a table by the window. Outside rain ran down the windows.She took out her notebook and a pair of reading glasses from her. “Fucking Sweden. Had to be fucking Sweden. Of course, it had to be.” He stepped through the portal and wandered off to his first job after the holiday.---------------------------------------------------------Malin woke up with a massive headache. She wondered if she had been drinking way too heavily last night. She was still in the field where they had been partying the night before, so she figured at some point she must have just passed out.Next to her was the broken Maypole that they had. A vibrating wand was tied into the ropes and pressed against her clit; it was dormant for the moment.She felt the presence of Master right beside her, but she couldn’t tell exactly where he was at. She felt his large hands rub down her body and down to her now dripping pussy. He untied her legs and spread them apart, using a spreader bar so she couldn’t close them back. He slid two fingers inside of her and then turned on the wand. He didn’t start light, making sure to put it on the highest. ” “No boyfriend”, I quickly asked. She replied, “No, relationships can be too complicated when you’re in college and focused on your educational studies and career goals. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a prude, I just choose to live my life around myself instead of some guy like some of my friends do.” I’m sure she was a heartbreaker and she was politely telling me as much since I was 24 years her elder. As we got closer to my house, she stated how much nicer the country here was compared to the.