Stephanie switched position as she felt April's fingers touch her outer lips for the first time. She got up and turned, the water dripping from her hi...s and legs making a sound like the rain does when it hits a window, when it fell back into the filled bathtub. Turning she sat back down between April's legs placing hers on either side of her sisters she just avoided touching their crotches together. Looking into each other’s eyes, April reached out and held her sisters arms. Stephanie slid back. We usually go straight from work and have dinner together. Would that suit you?”I remembered Zena never came home with me on Thursday evenings, so that was why.Colette’s flat was very pleasant, light and airy, comfortable. She could certainly cook; dinner was very tasty.My performance at the bridge table however, was only passable. The girls helped me out while I got my bearings so to speak, and in fact the first evening was taken with them instructing me. They played ACOL, which I had heard. He sucked air between his teeth as he stared at the small screen. Finally he smiled and handed it back. “Maybe,” he said, “we talk about her…later.” I just nodded my head calmly as I fought for breath. My mouth was so dry and my heart was pounding outside my chest. I’d done it – I had sold you…sold temporary rights to your body…to my cunt. It was everything I could do to stop myself from cumming in my pants. When the roar of my heart and lungs died out in my head, I heard Joey speaking. . .. Let's have a drink."Eva blinked at the martini in her hand and then stared as Paul picked up the other glass, offering it to Wolfgang."Come on, don't be so Prussian," Paul said with a chuckle. "I'm on my second honeymoon here. Let's celebrate."Wolfgang looked at his drink, which had been waiting for them with the stranger, and he didn't know what to think. Why would the Americans know anything about him and Eva? Had they been following the Russian, or was their interest in Mozart? The man.