"Both of you are staying the night. No arguments - got suitably Spartan quarters for you. Hard beds, no sheets, and no heating, but at least you'll be...dry for a change - then back to wet and cold tomorrow. Don't argue - Dover Sole for dinner and a fine Sancerre to wash it down. Plus more of that Cognac you like so much. "And so they were persuaded to accept more of the general's hospitality.As they climbed the hill, next afternoon after a delicious breakfast and another sumptuous lunch they. It made her burp, of course. Down in the subterranean coffee bar there were chess boards, and we toyed with the pieces. For example, playing through Murphy’s game with Mr Endon – I introduced Jane to Sam Beckett’s work, while she got me started on Flann O’Brien. A metafictional Roland for my anarchic Oliver. But we’ll give the literature a rest for the moment because adjacent to the basement coffee shop was a little barber shop. For some reason Jane found it stimulating to be sitting next to a. ”“It’s okay, Jason. He knows what we’ve been doing while he’s been away. And frankly, it turns him on, doesn’t it, baby,” I grinned.“Actually,” he said, pausing, then with a big smile, “why yes… yes it does.”Relief flooded over Jason’s worried face then, as Tom continued. “My wife tells me you have an amazing cock, Jason. Would you like to show it to me. I’m the only one here who apparently hasn’t seen it yet.”“Or touched or sucked it either, darling, remember?” I said.“That’s right. She. With some high 'fuck me'heels and sexy sheer stockings going up his legs, with just a little ofthe stocking tops showing beneath the bottom of his skirt. And the fullskirt blouse and jacket that made him the secretary from the movie. Hetoo had two giant silicone tits under his outfit, as he walked over tous they swayed side to side."Well I guess I better get changed too then," Sara said as she walkedover and out the doorway Matt had just returned from. As I turn my head back to face Matt, he.