Tim was too tired to argue and slowly trudged through to the bed room. He was asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. My head was still racing with... everything I needed to organise and it took a little time to settle and go to sleep.I slowly woke around 8am to the pleasant feeling of my husband's hand on my thigh, then I realised it couldn't be, he left long since. I opened my eyes and it was Tim's hand on my thigh, he was sprawled across the bed fast asleep with his hand on my thigh. Then I. I think I've gotsomething in my eye."Norma smiled inwardly to herself as she dug a kleenex out of thepurse on the seat beside her and handed it back. Caroline took itand proceded to clean Bobby's semen off her coat sleeve. When shewas finished, she looked up to make sure Norma was looking at herand then proceded to bring the sopping tissue to her mouth whereshe ran it around her lips a couple of times, coating them andmaking them gleam, before beginning to noiselessly suck on it. Theirony of. “Really? That’s fascinating!” Babs turned to the bartender and said, “Two Typhoons, please.” To Brenda she said, “You’ll like it, it’s rum and something else.” Brenda smiled and shrugged in acquiescence, and the bartender nodded. Babs continued, “Research in a tropical paradise? How did you swing that? With my luck, I’d be assigned the middle of the Great Sandy Desert!”Brenda didn’t have any idea where that was, but the names ‘Great’ and ‘Sandy’ didn’t sound all that appealing. “Just lucky, I. “You’ll need it when Logan shows you the garden.” And with another smile he walked away to the other side of the bar to refresh the drinks of the women sat further along the bar. The older collar wearing woman and the younger woman that with your new knowledge appears to be the one that holds the key to the collar. As you begin to walk away you take more notice of them, the older of the women has her hands gripping the brass-effect metal rail that runs around the edge of the bar, tightly.