After he got it tied down, I had a thought. How long had he been fishing. It was only 10AM and he was packing up to go. Did he give up on everything s...o easily, I wondered. Hell maybe he did. Either that or he just loved loading and unloading his plastic boat. That thought made me smile, but I still had to work out the dynamics of my relationship with Alison. It would probably take a lot longer than the fisherman’s testing of the waters.“At first glance I don’t see how we would manage it, but if. For the next few minutes, Catherine sat beside Sarah feeding her with croissant and delicious pastries, and refilling her coffee cup whenever she wanted. You only had to look at her to know that she was totally smitten with Sarah. Once Sarah could eat no more, she turned to Catherine and asked, “And do you know what happens next?” Not that she really meant it like that, for it was already obvious that everything in the Chateau, as at Wakefield Place, was totally orchestrated and connected, and. Looking into Julie's eyes Sarah twisted her fingers slowly as she said, "There has been no other women for me since we split four years ago," while slowly fucking Julie with her fingers, "what about you?" Sarah laughed as she saw Julie actually blush, something she had never seen before."There might have been one or two maybe," Julie said trying to arch up to Sarah's fingers."Well I think you should suffer in the way I have suffered and grabbing the cords that were used to secure the swimming. She pulled on a silk summer robe and made her way thru the darkness to the continuing sound. Her eye to the peephole, she saw Susan looking back at her. The door swung open, almost as if it had done it itself. “Hi,” she whispered thru her grin “Come in.” They walked slowly into the living room, both uncertain where to take this. A tingle filled Dalias’ stomach and she felt a moistening between her thighs. They both sank into the two huge chairs, their eyes never wavering from each other. Dalia.