I slid my hands down her body to her hips and slipped my fingers in the waist of her mini skirt. Vanessa turned around and I slowly slid her mini skir... down. Now all she was wearing was a tiny string thong and her heels. The guys went crazy clapping and cheering. Then it was Vanessa’s turn to strip me. We turned so that I faced Devon and Josh and she was facing of me. She squatted down and used her teeth to pull the bottom ribbon holding my top opened. Then she kissed and licked my belly as she. The both looked well, fit, tanned and healthy. Marty shook hands all round, and was introduced to Loraine as friend of Jenni's from College. Jenni gave Jessica and me a brief hug and, not too reluctantly, embraced her mother too. We had to walk a little way to find an eatery that wouldn't have a problem with their dress; the dockside ones are all a bit up-market now. Actually, very upmarket; in fact, to be pejorative, pretentious. How things have changed! Jenni and Martin ate with a good. - We all wake up thirsty, my dear. Oh, yes, this is yours. — He threw her the wedding ring.- I had to take it off as you kept cutting yourself with the diamond. So, how do you like the new you? — He asked with a smile.- I like me, but I don't feel different. — She replied.Seeing herself in the mirror, she said- I don't look different too. Just my wrinkles are gone. I look ten years younger.- You are different, dear. Believe me. — He smiled at her again.- What do we do now, love? — She asked.-. ..You look at me..as I go to the door...the room service attendant is in his early 20s..he looks to me and then you and sheepishly asks where we would like it...You laugh seductively and say "honey...where ever you want to put it!!!".....as you cross your leopard hosed legs...take a drag of your cigarette and wink at him. Part of me is torn as I would like to have him watch...but I reach into his hand...place a large tip...and say "maybe next time"...as I walk him back to the door...noticing he.
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