Ava wasn't going to be answering any more until she'd finished. I wouldn't be waiting long.#2: #2: #1: #3: #2: #2: #3: #1: #2: #1: #1: "You say 'Sure'... very quickly, but I saw how quick you were to proposition Andrew, so I'm a little worried you might get that horny again and proposition some other guy." Tonight has been VERY special, Mark. Very, very special! You've promised I can be with you - and Julia too - for YEARS! As your lover, friend, and {giggle} your 'daughter' too. So I was. In response to our smiles and nods of agreement, Aimee reached for another bag and announced.“Ok, Prosecco all round and ‘mani-pedis’ while we catch our breath and then the final bag.”ooOOoo An hour later we had all enjoyed a large glass of wine and were all sporting matching crimson nails. Aimee and Lisa could shape and paint a full hand in just moments.As the wine took gentle effect, none of us being regular drinkers, we all relaxed further into each other’s company. Fingers trailed and hands. You continued to make the most casual of conversation. With your arms folded under your breasts like that, somehow or other, your thumb started to move, almost unnoticeably, across your nipple. I got hard as soon as that nipple did. It wasn't hard to see when it began poking through the thin material of your camisole and blouse. My hand slid between your arms and your breast. No one else could see that my knuckles began to replace the stimulation of your thumb. You smiled and leaned forward. The ingredients and flavour of the soup varied, but there wasn't any meal which could be identified as breakfast, as the start of a new day.When I spoke of 'my cell' before, this may create the impression that there was one place where I stayed throughout my slave training. That was not the case. The women who came there did not bring any personal belongings with them and there was nothing which would make a particular cell 'my' cell. Whenever the monks took me back to be locked up, they put me.