It fit over my clothes, and while it made the sleeves look a bit rumpled, it actually worked pretty well. Unless someone came quite close, I would loo...k like a chubby noblewoman. I think. Not that I'd seen any noblewomen to compare, but it was better than wandering around in jeans.The cloak was even better. Long and thick, it had a deep hood, and looked perfect over the dress. Although I was roasting indoors, I thought I might just appreciate the warmth if I was going to try to wander all over. When Anna had gone to bed, I’d rummage through the box, organizing everything. Olu had kept some of his notes from the digs he’d been on with my father, as well as quite a few drawings. When I flipped through the books, I found money tucked between the pages, along with a few sketches of a girl. I locked the money away in my jewelry box, and I stared at the sketches, wondering why they seemed so familiar to me. At first, my jealousy got the best of me, and I spent hours trying to figure out who. He was going for the long haul, taking deepstrokes that I felt every inch of as they filled me. After a couple of minutesof this long, deep fucking, he came inside my ass. The next person knocking at my ass took a different approach, he started thesame way as the first person, fingering me and easily getting four in up tothe knuckles. At the same time as he was putting the fourth digit in me someonehad put that bottle of hair raising stuff under my nose and said to breatheagain, muttering. “Your breasts aren’t the only part on your body I’d love to admire,” Abby boldly whispered to her ear. Jennifer could feel her cheeks warming from her erotic suggestion.Pizzas and soft drinks were delivered and they gathered in small groups at tables to recall the hilarious antics of the hockey game. The female players were interspersed with the Falcons players drawing attention from the boys.Abby made sure that Jennifer sat between her and Brad so they both could admire her revealing deep.