Ronnie was a good thirty minutes before she reappeared. While we waited the three of us joked around and talked about social events, anything but the ...lephant in the room. Ronnie’s arrival took me back a bit. She was not dressed as I expected. She was not dressed the way that she was when I last saw her. Her dress reflected the position she was in. She had been caught like a whore with Sally’s husband and her clothes reflected that. My thoughts were, ‘where did those clothes come from?’ They. Moments later Pauline closed her eyes and imagined that she and Ruth Eleanor were on a slow plane to paradise and the throbbing of the jet’s engines vibrated through her whole being. They had wiped off their fingers on their panties, placed the panties in their purses and rearranged their clothes. Ruth Eleanor once more sat, primly, behind the wheel. Pauline got out on shaky legs and made her way into the dark house. *** The following Wednesday, there was a certain subdued atmosphere as the. I like it, he already sounds like a man with something about him." Said Fiona.They had both agreed on the name David for the boy. Scott thought he could remember his biblical studies suggested the name meant 'beloved' and had been the name of the second King of Israel - a noted warrior and poet. The baby appeared lively and healthy, certainly had nothing wrong with his lungs if the squalling was anything to go by, and he was feeding greedily from his mother's breast.Scott was continually trying. Only when Dawn placed a gentle hand on Buffy's arm did the blonde snap out of her silent worship.Buffy sat back, struggled a bit to properly entwine her legs with Dawn's. Then she gasped and shivered when she pushed her clit against Dawn's. Her hips started moving almost on automatic, their slits rubbing together, their juices intermingling. Pleasure coursed through Buffy's body, nearly consuming her. Blindly, she reached out to Dawn and when she felt her s*ster's fingers brushing against her.