As we gasped for breath with the exertion of the moment, we saw that Jan and Mike were grinning at us from their position on the floor. "What a wanton...display," Mike laughed. "And we weren't... wanton, that is," Jan mused. Steffi didn't say anything, but I felt her squeeze my cock, keeping me still hard and not letting me soften too much. In the end, though, I slipped out and Steff stood up to let me move, white trails wandering down the insides of thighs. Jan crawled across and scooped some up. “I need you to do something for me. I realize it is beneath your station, but I need you to check your friend carefully to make sure she was not injured seriously. I don’t want her to pass out in a day or two because she was hurt badly, or is bleeding, and we didn’t check.”“Why would it be beneath my station to check on her?” she asked tensely.I lifted the hand with the telltale white skin around the finger that should be covered by the signet ring her friend now wore. “She doesn’t look at you. I remembered several decades of my earlier life when breakfast consisted almost exclusively of a cup of coffee and toast or a pastry.After breakfast I changed loads I swapped laundry loads and then straightened up the bedroom and living room. I put the spoon and bowl in the dishwasher and poured another cup of coffee before I glanced at the time. There were now three clocks in the kitchen: one in the oven, one in the microwave and the third in the coffeemaker. No, counting the watch on my. That evening at the hotel they were staying in, Luisa caught Helen openly flirting with John C. She watched in the shadows as her best friend shamelessly tried to seduce her man, unabashedly offering herself to him, and telling him how much more of a woman she was than his scrawny, under developed mouse of a fianc?. ( For the information of the reading public, Luisa was not at all under developed as Helen was making her out to be. Although, admittedly, not as well endowed as Helen, who had an.