We heard later from those sitting near Carol that Peter was hopping mad; but he finally told her not to have the driver worry about turning back at th...at late stage. He had been running around in ever decreasing circles (ageing 400 metres runner that he was), and had been fortunate enough to find another team bus in the car park of Crystal Palace which was also travelling roughly north but not to Newcastle; knowing at some point he would have to change modes of transport, he took the only. Nor could I push her away as that would draw too much attention. I was incredibly tense and my heart was racing. My brain would have been racing too, if my blood supply not been in use elsewhere. I was so anxious and jumpy, but I tried to stay as still as I could, gazing unfocussed towards the screen. Part of me really wanted her to stop, but another part of me really didn’t. After gliding her hand up and down my inner thigh for some time, her fingertips sending shivers throughout my body, she. I licked my juice from her long fingers, pausing to suck them into my mouth. I was so close I could feel her breathing quicken. She leaned down “Wanna leave?” I nodded. She took my hand and we left the club. I stepped through the door into her small apartment. She was still holding my hand and she tugged me behind her. She glanced over her shoulder “Martini?” I nodded and she set to making them. “Where is your bathroom?” She gestured to a black door next to the kitchen and I went over. I. Flashes of their kiss kept coming to mind. What the hell was Nathan doing? Feeling a bit panicked, she looked around to see if there were any other notes or items left in her writing room. Nothing that that she could see. Moving back into the kitchen, she opened the refrigerator door. All of the contents from the door were on the drink shelf, and the drinks were in the door. Immediately, she huffed. Bastard! Surely, this was a sign that Nathan was just playing with her. She went to task,.