“Good Morning! I hope I didn’t wake you up.”Laura and I had showered quickly before releasing the two women. Since there was no sign of Mary or ...her Pet Lizzie, I guess they had taken off. After putting some clothes on myself, I busied myself cooking eggs for everyone. Laura cleaned up from the previous night, wearing one of my dress shirts. Eventually Leia and Wonder Woman came out wearing my dress shirts as well. I hope I had enough left clean ones left for work next week.Looking at the table. I came forcefully into Tracy, demanding a response from her, and receiving it in spades. Her rump bounced up to meet me, eagerly taking my driving cock. We quickly settled into a rhythm, two exhibitionists performing before a fascinated voyeur. Even while I was banging into her, I was pushing up Tracy's top and bra, wanting to get my hands on her breasts. Finally clasping her breasts, I pounded away at Tracy, both of us rushing eagerly and energetically towards a climax. Then I was gasping and. I have spent the night at the temple, alone.I am naked, and I am shaven, body and head. I am cold, the morning sun has not yet warmed up the air and the stones.At this time of the morning, the street I am walking is usually a very busy place — men, women, children, doing business, strolling, playing, talking, watching, laughing — a bustle of life, to be seen, and heard, and shared...Today, though, the street is empty, the windows and their shutters are closed, I am the only living being here,. I would also take the new concertina with me, that way we could rehearse for the gig at the Three Weeds, too; we now had a firm date for two nights there, we would be playing there Friday and Saturday nights, before our week at the entertainment centre. Over the next few weeks we would work on the songs we would play, refine them until they were performance ready.The next three weeks – our North Coast tour – went uneventfully. By now, we were accustomed to the process; at least the arrangements.