With me?” I nodded and I don’t think I’d said more than a few words since I had arrived. Vanessa was a dynamo. “Good. Can you do it?” I nodd...ed again. “Good. We start rehearsals at the end of August so I want to see it mid-July. Can you do that, Charlotte?” “Catherine. Yes, I can.” But I was thinking three weeks was never going to be enough. “Catherine? Really? I was sure Glenys said Charlotte. Pity, I always fancy women called Charlotte.” She had a wicked smile. “Okay, Charlotte then.” She did. ” She replied. Jay and I looked opened mouth at each other. This story had taken a very strange turn.“Do you have proof of ownership?” I asked“Oh yes,” she replied. I have written provenance, the receipt when dad bought them and pictures that my took on my birthday of me unwrapping them. Everything to prove they’re mine. When I left I took all my most important documents; birth certificate, passport and everything to prove that the paintings belong to me”“Have you tried to get them back by. All she knew was that having Bjorn make love to her right now felt like the very first time. Whether or not it was didn’t matter - it just felt so incredibly good - right up until the moment of the fireworks and beyond.Just as Jessie was starting to scream out in sexual pleasure she heard Polly Legett do the same thing. Jessie looked over and saw Troy Pearson ramming his dick in and out between the girl’s legs. She saw Troy arch his back and plunge his mouth down over one of Polly’s puffy tits. I smiled and replied, "yes thanks I guess I am." He continued, "I bet you get lost of guys trying to chat her up don’t you?" and then he asked, "Do you guys swing?? Wow that was a direct question I was not prepared for!. "Well we haven’t, yet, but I know you know how much she likes you." He then said, "If you need any help or want to spice up your sex life, let me know." The cheeky bastard I thought, and just smiled and nodded at him. I dropped Tyrone off and headed for home.Later that night.