"Come on, baby," Mona urged while Lindy pulled up Valerie's skirt and tore off her bikini panties before laying her back down on the table top with he...r legs spread wide apart. "Don't you like fucking your husband?" Lindy asked while fingering Valerie's drooling organ. "Y-yes," she stammered in reply. "Then this should be a piece of cake," Lindy retorted. With her eyes nearly popping out of their sockets Valerie stared a the monster hanging menacingly between Mona's slim legs and moaned, "But. That got a few whoops and applause, Beth was nextand she got a bigger reaction as she was wearing a ballerina leotard,tutu and dance tights, so incongruous with her formal blouse. A fewdisappointing efforts of combat trousers and floral leggings followedthen it was Ian's turn. He slid back and stood to reveal his knee lengthskirt, it was possible to see the black tights beneath. He had overcomehis nerves and posed swinging the skirt side to side. This got the bestreaction so far. "Well done. As I expect, he instinctively recoils, and I contrive to find hislips, which I kiss rather wetly, leaving a lipstick mark behind me. Thisis the only revenge I manage to get, but his look of horror as he lurchesaway from me (almost falling off his chair in the process) is immenselysatisfying. I see Celia out of the corner of my eye stifling a gigglebehind her hand.Celia is dressed for her afternoon motorcycle ride, and it is she who helpsme with my heavy suitcase. As we heave it into the boot. "I thought about calling your cell phone, but if you were in a meeting you would have it off, and if you did answer, I would have to admit that I had forgotten. I searched our room, looking for a note from you, or a something. I had almost decided I needed to call you anyway when I found a note you must have written to yourself about a meeting that evening with some clients from out of town. I was relieved, but still angry at myself for not paying enough attention to you. I decided to cut back.