"Clive's talked about you a lot," she said to Tom. "Is it your first time here?" to Briony."Yes," she replied. "I'd no idea it was such a huge place."... Pretty huge company," chipped in Clive. "We'll catch up with you later."He turned to meet the next arrivals.Tom and Briony moved on to be met by a waitress with drinks. Both took a soft one. Tom led Briony on and introduced her to some of his section and their partners. Conversation was easy and Briony was pleased to be able to put faces to. Twice."Oh God", she moaned, "please fuck me."I spread her ankles and tied them to the back legs of the chair. "You need it so bad, you do it," I told her, as I quickly untied her hands. She reluctantly placed a finger along her slit, and started to manipulate her clit. The pool boys had dropped their tools and were all standing within a few feet of our door occasionally casting a nervous glance over their shoulders to make sure nobody was watching them. There also appeared to be bulges in their. "No, thanks. Tamara. I think I'm going to check this one out." I sent him a cautious note, along with a photograph that showed my body from the neck down. Maybe I was being TOO cautious, but I wasn't ready to have naked photos of myself circulating around town with my real face or name attached! I reasoned that a good, long look at my lean, well-maintained figure would he enough to tell the man what he needed to know. A couple of weeks passed, and then I found a note in my mailbox telling me to. ’ ‘Don’t you think you are too old for Anita?’ ‘I can ask you the same question about Mary.’ ‘This is my daughter we are talking about, not Mary.’ ‘Mary is somebody’s daughter, how did your father-in-law feel about it.’ ‘Dad didn’t like it, and I don’t like it.’ ‘I see, your father-in-law thought you were too old for his daughter. Apparently you got along with him, perhaps even liked him because you refer to him as Dad.’ ‘Of course I did, it is a matter of respect.’ ‘Obviously everything.