’ I said moving my hand in front of all the drinks. ‘Can I?’ He said as he pulled out a beer. ‘sure.’ I said as I walked over and filled my ...water up again. We slurped away on our drinks for a little until he broke the silence.‘You’re not the drinking type?’ I looked up at him ‘Well, Only on good occasions’ I said as I smiled. ‘What this isn’t a good occasion?’ He said as he sat back against his bar stool and waved his drink at me. I decided to tease him a little ‘Well depends… Can you make it a. I'd just got to the point where I could see a man's foot on the floor, when everything went black.As I slowly regained my senses, I discovered that I was lying on the floor of the room I'd been trying to peer into. I had a pain in my head that informed me I'd been struck on the back of it. How long I'd been unconscious I had no idea. Slowly my eyes focused on the inert body lying before me. As my mind and vision cleared, I realised that it was Bill Simmons who lying there not a couple of feet. Denise could hardly uninvite the friends with whom they had made the plane trip and had already invited another twenty or thirty. She agreed to limit the guest list to those already invited.As the week passed, both divorces were finalized. Lynn still felt pangs of guilt over leaving Gary. He was a kind and decent man, although not as attentive as he should have been and certainly unimaginative in bed. In her mind, Lynn wished him well, hoping he would find some degree of the happiness she was. I could feel her fingers fumbling with my count while still looking around. I stood with my legs apart enjoying her fingers exploring my pussy."Sam, I'm going to pee" I said quietly. My bladder was so full. I let go of her arm and she kept feeling me up. "Did you here what I said" She nodded her head yes, with a blank look on her face.Her breathing was so fast I thought she was going to hyperventilate. She stopped scanning the library to see if we were being watched at with her had on my cunt.