Ten years earlier, Bar None had been a large branch of a major bank. Once the customers stopped visiting, the banking was transferred to another offic...e two miles away and the premises became a 1980’s themed pub. I can’t get nostalgic over the pictures of Madonna, models in woollen leggings or Princess Diana, and stills from Dirty Dancing mean little since I never watched the film. At least the lager is cold and strong. Pie waves as I walk in. He’s got his usual pint of bitter and is happily. She gave him a hug and his dad shook his hand with a big grin on his face. Dad did not know any more about Robert or the estate. Gavin tried to talk him into going with him for the first time, but he refused.They were just finishing up supper when his mother got a serious look on her face.“Gavin. Tomorrow morning you are to go to see Elsbeth. She will be expecting you. I will have a basket of bread and spirits ready for you to take for her.”“I don’t understand. Why do I have to go see her? I. "You're so hot," she said, her voice filled with wonder. "So soft." She leaned forward and kissed me gently, on the lips."You too," I replied as my hand brushed her bare thigh. Danielle said nothing, but kept stroking my cheek. Slowly, deliberately, I slipped my hand along her skin, to her mons, "Please," I asked. Danielle shifted her weight and my fingers progressed to her pussy. I could see the pale golden thatch of Danielle's sex.Danielle said nothing. Then, "I've never," she moaned."It's. They were winding up their circle games, singing another old favourite:Cock-a-doodle-do!My dame will fuck wiv youWhile master fiddles his fiddlin’-stick,She’ll gape ‘er arse at you!And there, lying at the centre of the circle, was Riley, her long silver-blonde hair splayed out over the grass, holding her buttocks high while the other girls in the group gathered around, taking turns to jerk the boys’ cocks off into her asshole. Alison recognised some of them – including buxom blonde Belle, Amber.