"Ian, pleased to meet you, Geraldine," he said just as the track was finishing.Ian escorted Geraldine back to her seat and she felt disappointed becau...e she thought that that would be the last she would see of him.Seconds later Susan planted her big arse next to Geraldine, "So you had a dance then?" she asked."Yes, he says that he had seen you before," replied Geraldine."Yeah, if he had played his cards right he could have fucked me, his loss," said Susan offhandedly."He seems nice," said. It spun me toward her just enough to see that she was wearing a bikini."It's not like I'm naked. Geesh."She may as well have been. The feeling that washed over me was equal parts disappointment and relief. The bottom barely covered anything, and the strapless top strained to keep her tits inside. Soaking wet as it was, I could see a faint outline of her nipples.I let out a laugh that I hoped didn't sound as nervous as I thought it did. "I was just messing with you," I said as I walked toward my. Faced with the certain knowledge that things were only going to get worse, he took a deep breath and began pulling on his clothes. He took his bag out of the closet and packed his few belonging into it. Then he stripped the bed and dropped the linens on the floor, went into the bathroom to grab his toothbrush and shaving gear, and left the house.As he was sliding behind the wheel of his Volvo, Gretchen burst through the screen door and yelled at him, "Errol! Errol! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!. And she loved it!She came close and kissed my cheek. She licked the tears streaming out of my eyes, tasting my suffering. I could hear the lust in her voice when she said, "Yes, my darling. Scream for me. You're making my pussy so fucking wet. Oh, sweetheart. This is even more exciting than I dreamed it would be. I shall remember you for the rest of my life."She stepped back and picked up a metal container from a nearby table. She reached inside and pulled out a very long needle, three or four.