His fingers felt warm and alive and a little thrill ran up my spine at his touch. ‘Is this really you?’ He asked softly. The remark stung me. I me...n I knew we’d been having our problems, but I hadn’t turned into a complete bitch. At least, I didn’t think I had. He saw the look on my face. ‘I’m sorry. I should just be happy, shouldn’t I? Enjoy the moment.’ I nodded. ‘This moment,’ I leaned down and kissed his lips lightly. ‘And the next.’ Another kiss. ‘And the next, for as long as we can make. What do I have to do? Margo walked over and slapped her across the face hard enough to knock her off her feet. Carol fell into the leather chair behind her. ‘What is that for? I told you, you win.’ Margo walked over and ripped Carol’s blouse open. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her near inch long nipples stood out from her silver dollar sized aureole. Margo grabbed the offering with her long painted fingernails and gave a mighty twist, causing her victim to cry in pain. ‘Listen Carol darling.. “I think this is meant for the back of the head.” A blast of water shot up and hit me in the face. “I guess that was the bidet setting.”She thought of something. “I never really thought about it before, since the outer door to the bathroom is closed while showering. But I’ll bet Terry was providing for a spectator sport by making the shower stall doors clear.” Greta backed toward the door and presented her lovely ass, to an invisible observer.Building the clanConveniently, it was a weekend, to. With the passing of time these sessions had become more precious and intense perhaps as they occurred less frequently and the mental stimulation from their planning and execution had grown with maturity.The previously washed and scented clothing was unpacked carefully then each item laid out across the bed for my intimate fun and games. The new 10 denier stockings delicately unwrapped from the carded packet. Where did they find those gorgeous models with such sexy long legs whose figures.