As I surveyed the room it became clear that Heather was either independently wealthy or that her business was flourishing. The antiques and other orna...ments were both tasteful and expensive and would be way beyond my means (and I thought of myself as comfortably well off). As my eyes continued to look around the room, I was aware that Heather was moving around the flat before the unmistakable smell of freshly brewed coffee heralded her return. As she re-entered I was surprised and delighted to. She smiled back at me and lingered. I don't know how long for because by the time I looked back she was facing the stage too. We sat like this for a while in silence just watching. But it didn't feel awkward. "So, you ready for show night?" she whispered to me. I turned to her, and she was now wearing the smile I loved so much. "I'm pretty sure I've got it. Just don't panic if all the lights turn off cause I might have fucked it up completely"She stifled a laugh. Score."Well that's optimistic.. Quando ho visto arrivare la macchina di Hubert ero in giardino , indossavo solo piccole mutandine e una camicia aperta, avevo i capelli lunghi sciolti sulle spalle, mentre bagnavo le tante piante sotto la grande veranda che circonda tutta la casa. Hubert sempre sorridente e a suo agio nella casa di Peter, casa che conosceva meglio di me , è andato subito al grande frigo della cucina per prendere due birre e ritornato nella veranda mi ha dato una birra e si è seduto in uno dei grandi divani.". A whisper in a dream. You stood above me watching me slumber. As i dreamed of you my hands found their way down between my thighs. My fingers playing with my pussy lips finding the nub in the center that would be my clit. I sighed because in my dream it were your lips that tasted me, teased me, kissed and sucked me. Your hands roved over my body while you mouth savored the juices that were flowing freely. You pinched my nipples and i gasped and arched my back. Spreading my legs further apart.