I of course couldn’t move, but was happy to make out with Noelle, who gradually began shedding her Candy Striper outfit, until she was just in lace ...bra and panties?Noelle shucked down my pajama bottoms and began stroking my cock, and she rubbed and toyed with it, and as I got more and more excited, Noelle of course rubbed faster?but when I got to the point of cumming, she stopped kissing me, pulled her hand off my cock and slapped my face!?What-what’s wrong?? I asked, stunned. Noelle laughed,. Worse yet, on occasion the newly revealed feelings were not reciprocated.There were darker and more puzzling stories told, as well. They concerned persons who danced at the stones and almost never returned. Despite what Mistress Heathcoate believed and had related to Sandrine and Amélie, on those rare occasions when someone did return it was almost always after years rather than days or months. None spoke of where they might have been during their absence or what they might have been engaged. I got up there and switched it off and as i turned back i saw her trying to adjust herself with just a towel. That was 1st time i saw one boob full open as she was trying to adjust the towel she didn’t noticed me watching her boob and then she said “have you done?” i said “yes” and then got out.She came out and thanked me and said “now as you have helped me, i was thinking of giving to a treat, here at my home” in no time i said “yes, m ready” then i called my room-mate and informed him i won’t. Solely to each other. Nikki and Trent had spent quite a bit of time together but not uninterrupted and not overnight. She looked forward to laying in his arms all night and feeling his body pressed against hers, feeling his breath upon her skin. This was a novelty she wasn't used to. Her life and marriage had become quite mundane. In fact, it had always been mundane if she was truly being honest with herself. Nikki married for convenience and comfort. She married a man who loved her and took.