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Gwen smiled at them and inquired how much longer before they would be ready to leave. Keri replied that she just needed to finish her shower and dry her hair, and Tim said he needed to shave and dress and would be right out. I could sense that the mood had changed in the sitting room after what we had witnessed in the bathroom. Gwen was starting to feel the wine (that I kept re-filling) and asked if she should wear panties under her skirt or not. “You have to ask?” I quickly replied, and. And history.Ed and I each sat in huge leather-bound wing chairs that looked like they weighed 600 pounds apiece, while Charlie sat on a sofa. Just a few seconds after we sat, a waiter came in with a bottle of champagne and three large flutes, which he set in front of Charlie. He poured us each a glass, and I sipped mine slowly, coming down from my sexual high, while he talked.“About 35 years ago, a very wealthy man in Hungary formed a small club, I guess you’d call it, composed of other fairly. The two men had turned to get a better viewand when the barman returned with the drinks, he waspractically bending over the bar to get a better look.I drew Beth’s attention to her skirt and she hurriedlypulled it back over her legs.By the time we had a couple more drinks, the place wasstarting to fill up. The bar area was quite crowdedwith people all around us. I then realised that it wasonly men that were standing around Beth. Somethingcaught my eye and I looked more carefully at her. Now it was back and it was darker than ever. The old look was there in his eyes, the bleakness that spoke of wounds so deep they went right through to the soul. Adin could not bear to look into his eyes these days, even though they were so… ‘Are you okay bro?’ Luke didn’t answer. Adin doubted he even heard. He was staring out of the window into the rain which was now falling steadily. He was lost, far away and completely lost. Adin shivered. Last time he had been forced to stand by and watch.
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