Now the colours were deep and had such warmth that I felt drowsy looking at them. ‘Your glass is empty.’ She looked down at me from beside my chai...r – she held two full glasses and, smiling, offered one to me. ‘I’ve probably had enough but thank you.’ I smiled up at her and took the glass, placing my empty on the table in front of me. ‘We’ve all probably had enough. But it is a Friday night so it won’t matter.’ I could smell the sea, almost hear it just beyond the dunes that guarded it. She. .. whether it’s next summer, or not for three or four years ... I’ll be just as ready then. Until that time, I’m good.”I shook my head. “No, you’re not good. You’re fantastic. All five of you. The quicker you get those guns cleaned, properly, the quicker we can get ourselves dirty.”I was pleased that they still took their time to do the job right. So, I did the same, taking proper time making love to each of them.Friday morning dawned normally, and surprised me by staying that way through. The nipples were medium-sized and erect. The areola was of a chocolate color and I could not resist my mouth from feasting on them. Like a man who has been craving for female flesh for long, I started squeezing them hard. “Go slow, my sweet brother,” she cooed and I reached for the waist band of her tight lycra bicycle short. I pushed it down and was stunned to see the smallest panty ever designed underneath. It was just a string of cloth around her waist and another string went from her waist. It was well over a week before I saw Irene again, not being sure whether our assignation was a regular thing or just a one off. My visit was only because mother had asked me to take a message, and when I arrived Irene was more concerned as to why I hadn't contacted her, than the message. When I explained that we had not agreed a second visit and I wasn't sure whether she wanted to see me again, with that in mind, she said "I want you to visit me at least once a week so that we could progress.