Births, deaths and marriages had to beviewed personally on the General Register. There were no medicalrecords easily available. Social media scarcely... existed, and Deb and Inow agree that if such a thing had existed it would have been a waste oftime to look for her activity there.These efforts took some weeks, and got us nowhere. I decided I hadbetter scout around her last known (or presumed) residence, and startedto investigate the area of South West London mentioned in the onlinearticle. To. That is, until my eyes met his, and suddenly eight hours sounded just perfect. After all you can do a lot of things in eight hours. I was sitting by the window and the seat beside me was empty, so I was free to flirt with the man all I wanted. Every time he walked by, I managed to ask him something: an extra pillow, although I don’t sleep, another blanket, although I never get cold on a plane, a glass of water, because I’m hot… you get the picture. After lunch was served, and the lights were. He commented on how hard I was and then rubbed me, making me moan.He took his cock out and told me to rub it, which I did. It swelled and lengthened to about eight or nine inches and I couldn’t really grasp it. The purple head swelled to the size of a small plum. “I live in the bungalow at the bottom of the lane just round the corner from you” he said, “Why don’t you visit me this evening and I’ll give you a good cum”. I immediately agreed and he rubbed me a couple of more minutes then released. Then she smiled back at us."We have a nice night planned for you, ladies. Leave your things here and just follow me."Jordan led Chrissie and me into an adjoining room that was a meeting room, but had been outfitted with three king-sized beds and a buffet table with light snacks. Attached to the room was a large bathroom with two deep, large tubs, a shower stall and three toilet stalls. What the heck was that all about?"Now it's time for that practical work I mentioned," Jordan said. "Lie on.