As one hand stroked my belly his other hand slid down my bald pubic area. I tensed up for a moment as I felt his fingers opening my pussy lips while ...they caressed my clit. I watched as he moved to the foot of the table caressing my leg with both hands. Once he was in position he rubbed his hands back up my leg to spread over my hips. He slipped his hands palms up under my arched back, massaged my lower back for a few minutes before locking on to my hips and pulling me down the table. The. This had to be someone else's fault. Grasping at straws her mind fell upon that simple request of Davids ... she recalled it imperfectly ... but it was there.Geoff said, cryptically. "Drink?" and David said, "Glenmorangie, straight. Andrea?" She had replied, "Must I?"Andrea? ... there it was ... that question that put her in this condition. She would have been completely satisfied with water. She deliberately left out that part of the conversation; I suppose I must. She had said that."Where are. On the day of the trip, I was on the train to the airport when I got a text from my girl…I was dumped! Talk about fury! When I got to Inverness, I was in a foul mood. The guy we were seeing and the replacement were waiting for me. I new the guy well but had only met my girl’s replacement once…we were both having a ciggie outside of a meeting a few months before, which was the one and only time we had spoken. I will call her ‘R’. R was married, asian, busty and petite. I initially paid no. I mean, my mum's fat, my older sister's piled on weight over the last five years and I'm much taller than either of them, so what's going to happen to me as I get older? I wish I were more petite, I wouldn't get so much attention from idiots and could stop worrying about my weight." she paused for a moment, looked intently at me, then blurted"I worry about it so much I've thought about stopping eating for a while or even making myself sick." she stopped at what must have been the look of dismay.