I just thought it was wedding nerves. Everything else I found out later.” “I think you are both better off.” “Yeah, but you’re biase...d.” “Why am I biased?” “Because I make you hot.” “Sir!” Elaine looked around. She hadn’t realised how loudly she’d spoken. She whispered, “You’re making me blush.” “Awww. Then your pussy must be getting wet too. Is it?” Elaine swallowed. She was breathing harder. “Yes.” “I like it when you blush. Do you want me to call you names now,. Jenny’s breath caught in her throat as she stared into his bright blue eyes, he looked to be in his late twenties, but people here seemed to hold their age well; botox injections and plastic surgery seemed lost on the Scots she’d met, who seemed to rely on good diet and exercise. His face was fresh, lightly tanned and clean, his hair hung to his shoulders. She ran a practiced eye over his crisp, white shirt, tartan tie, and continued down to his legs, he looked muscular, more the athletic type. That didn't stop her from waking him, though. She sat on the edge of his bed, and reached to touch him. At the same time, she realized that a proper young lady would never be caught sitting on the edge of a man's bed, reaching to wake him. Not a grown man, anyway.She decided she didn't care.Bob woke with a lurch, asking what was wrong."Nothing," said Millie. "I just need to talk to you, that's all." Oh," he said, rubbing his eyes. "That's interesting, because I was just dreaming about you.". I had just begun to put on my makeup when there was a knock at the door. I got up and looked through the eye hole and saw Mark standing there. I opened the door a crack and said, “You’re early, I’m not ready yet.” “Well I can wait in the room for you, or I can stand out here, or I can go downstairs and wait for you in the bar,” he said. I thought for a second, and then opened the door. “Come in, you might as well wait here. I still need about 15 minutes.” Mark walked in and I closed the.