Coffee asked if we would be interested in meeting in person. Having met once before, and realizing the dedication and passion he had towards us, we ag...reed. Being frequent flyers, we flew back to Amsterdam. He had already told us about the voyeur scenario he wanted, where he would be a hotel staff member, coming to check if we needed anything. The door would be open and he would come in and see us "having fun;" We would then invite him to have a seat and enjoy the show. Once we arrived, we. Though he was heavier than me by quite a bit, he had that same panic on his face that I felt. I quickly sketched him as he struggled to come up with a suitable question. “What is your...” he started and then stopped himself. “That’s not yes or no. Um ... Was this university your first choice in colleges to attend?” he got out.“Yes,” I said. That wasn’t so bad.“Florie. Your turn.”“Oh. Um ... Arthur, is ... um ... Kendra your girlfriend?” My eyes must have popped as wide open as I saw Kendra’s.. I put on my pyjama top and got under my quilt, and Jen sat down on the side of my bed in her long nightie, looking very desirable in my eyes. Our intimacy in September had pulled us extremely close together; she was now far more than just a sister to me!We hadn't had a chance for a decent private chat since I had got home. Mum had kept us far too busy that day.I held her hand and caressed her fingers with mine."How are things, Sis? I'm so sorry that we didn't manage to meet up during the term;. I passed! … Yes! She was grinning from ear to ear, and she thought about the sick joke they used to wryly repeat while in college: “Two weeks ago I couldn’t even spel enginer, now I are won.” She stood, and crossing to the wine rack, stooped down and took the bottle of Cliquot Grande Dame from the bottom shelf. Handling it gingerly, as if it were as valuable as a bottle of 61 Mouton Rothschild, she gently placed it on its side in the refrigerator, and glanced at her watch. She mentally added.