"Ooh gawd," I giggled, "it was cold before," I thrust my hips against fingers that were beginning to ease between my pussy lips and others that were g...ently toying with my clit, "but fuck, is it getting hot now." And then a couple of pairs of lips attached themselves to my nipples as hands continued to squeeze my tits. "GOD, FUCK!" I cried. Yes the managers liked us to be noisy. "That feels so fucking great and if it wasn't for the other tables I'd stay but I have to move on," I said on hearing. Then moved to the air conditioner on the wall and turned it to maximum heat."Oh god, Mike, there's a plain black one in my bag." Tim's eyes were screwed against the glare of Mike's delightful headwear. Mike just grinned and headed into the bathroom to fill the kettle."You just concentrate on warming her up, Timmy boy. I'll get something warm to drink happening. You've got some of that arty farty tea here somewhere, haven't you?"Amy was cold. Deep inside where she lived, she was cold. For awhile. It was now nearing the end of the summer and Julie and I were still exploring together. We'd had some great times in her shit little car...and on it for that matter. But pretty soon she'd be going to uni and fuck knows where I'd be in a couple weeks once I turned 16. But we made the most of the time we had left together.Around the beginning of July some of Julies friends from her school were having a party in one of thier houses to celebrate their exam results and being excepted for their Uni. Do you understand?”She nodded“That was a direct question”“Yes – I understand Master”“There is no need for titles – you know my name. Why did you hang your head? Why are you looking at the floor?”“I’m embarrassed – I don’t usually dress like this”“Why ARE you dressed like this?”“I knew it’s what you wanted”“So what does it matter what others think? You have no need to be embarrassed – you look amazing … be proud of that and look up. Do not hang your head Susan.”She lifted her head and looked in.