You? Melanie laughed, a real laugh: – Well, we’re exploring too. But we’re just on holiday, neither of us have any connections here. Historical ...onnections, I mean… They waited at the top of the stairs as the couple ascended laboriously. Sandy sensed his partner might have lingered, but he glanced pointedly at his watch: – Sorry folks, we have to go. Enjoy the rest of your trip. He almost stumbled on the stairway, had to catch the banister to steady himself. Outside, the rain had finally. “She’s got great tits.”“I would’ve spoke first about her legs.” Pat was in our way. She wasn’t budging.“You just going to ogle my princess? How dare you!” She smirked.“Excuse me, milady,” I returned Elizabeth’s hand to the front of her chest.“It’s--I dunno--” Elizabeth shook her hair out, raised her shoulders and said, “Of course, my lord, deal with this interminable hellcat.”“Goddammit! I’m a hellcat!” Pat raised her arms triumphant and I swept in and lifted her by her waist and slung her onto. ‘Wait here,’ she said as she passed. The she, too, was gone. * * * Aimee was walking fast, trying to get back to the safety of her car two blocks away. ‘Wait,’ she heard from behind her. She turned her head and saw Cynthia Holloway jogging, trying to catch her. She started jogging, too. Cynthia kept calling to her, telling her to wait, come back, but she couldn’t. She needed to get home, to her couch, the warmth of a cup of cocoa and a book. A half block from her car, the drawing popped back. I had stripped her naked, and began kissing down her body; starting with a nibble on her ear, guiding my mouth wetly down her neck. I nibbled her collarbone lightly, before gently nuzzling her utterly fabulous tits, licking slowly around her nipples, all the time gently rubbing my pussy on hers, our wetness mingling. I knelt down in between her slim legs, which instinctively wrapped themselves around my head, savouring the smell of her pussy. I tilted my head, and began to kiss along her.