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Lost Souls? - Chapter 58

Published at 5th of May 2021 08:49:10 AM


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9:55 pm The photo shoot was very animated with the shouts and applause of the audience and I could not help greeting them. No more than 30 minutes after the end, we were already at the hotel since we booked almost next door, when Amy asks me to watch Yutube. I burst out laughing through the four links she had sent me. Four videos of me, taken from a slightly different point of view, were circulating on this website. Seeing each other during this photo shoot was very funny but also very interesting. If I did the same for my workouts, I might not make the same mistakes so often. I turn off my smartphone for the night and takes my nightie. "Jenna, make me cum with your tongue. I wet a lot and you have to relieve me. "Jenna's soft tongue slips into my vagina and then softly enters it. His fingers play with and after a very short time, I enjoy in his mouth. To be caressed at night while relaxing, there is nothing better. After having recovered, I occupies myself in her crotch Jenna's dripping. I like to see her hips stir and hear her screaming, because she's really not discreet. I feel like I am tonight, so excited and hungry, I will not let her sleep much my Jenna. Unfortunately, I realize that I miss a man's sex and I will have to find one. The man is not very important in fact but he will have to nevertheless to be to my taste. It is 02:30 and we are dry and too exhausted to continue playing together. We hold each other's arms and after kissing Jenna one last time, I turn around and everything becomes dark.

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

9:15 AM While this morning I could not stop laughing at breakfast, Jenna was as red as ever and wanted to hide. The reason is simple. Terry sleeping in the next room joined us at the table and simply said this; "Jenna, I'm very happy for you that Lisa does you good but could you enjoy a little less please? You understand, some like me, for example, try to sleep, but you scream so loud that it's impossible. "After hearing that, I spat my chocolate and my stomach hurt so much I laughed. I knew she was noisy but not to that extreme. I could not resist disturbing her a bit more then; "I'm glad to hear Jenna react as much as I caress her. You have the right to scream, do not worry about what he's saying. "Terry realizing that I was adding to it continued to tease her. So both of us persecuted her for 20 minutes, until she finished eating and ran away.

10:50 am We are about to take off. Back to Beijing and 11:10 of travel that will be very long if I can not fall asleep. Curiously, in planes, people do not bother me much. Sometimes one or two people ask for an autograph, but many also do not know who I am. Some look at me for a long time because they have think that they saw me somewhere but ignore my name and what I do. The majority work on the plane and do not want to waste time. Some men look at me but considering my age, they never insist too long. I must say that planes like hotels, are the most tranquil places for me. I will have to buy one of these small portable console for the trips by plane, I think that the time would seem less time playing. As I reflect on this very important issue, we are told that the flight will be delayed an hour following a strike. Again? But shit, I have not been working for a very long time but it's already the second time since Paris that these employees of the airport are on strike.

9.30pm We arrive in London by train from Paris. To go under the sea is incredible but I did not see anything because I slept. The strike of the airports in France extends to the stations and we took last to be sure of having a chance to be able to reach London during the day. Fortunately, the train left on time and in the moment, we run into the station to the cars with drivers that Terry has reserved for two day. Reserved for two day but they will not even serve an hour and a half in reality. We are fortunate to have the mastiffs with us carrying our baggages as if they were lifting handbags, because me and Jenna could not run if we were to drag them behind us. Finally outside and we jump in the cars that go immediately to Gatwick airport. Awakened at 4:00 in the morning, after waiting 6:30 on the plane, until we were told that all flights were canceled due to a general strike by ground staff and flight attendants, I start to be frankly fed up and hope to be able to arrive to finally in China. All the time we have won in Paris, disappears leaving room for stress and unrestrained races for means of transport that will allow us to arrive in Beijing today and rest a half night before the photo shoot tomorrow. France is a beautiful country and Paris a beautiful city, but their officials and some employees are constantly on strike and you rot life. Already at the High School, only one third of the teachers had come because they were asking for a salary increase. According to my comrades who did not care much, this happened every 2 months. They are crazy, completely crazy. I understand a man who has no diploma and no jobs that claims a job, but those who have good work and who never come only to piss off others. It should not be the only country in this case but it is my only example and I do not want to know a second one.

Wednesday, October 20, 2016

02:10pm english hour, (Thursday, October 21, 2016) 10h10pm chinese time

Airplane slightly delayed on takeoff, also on landing but we finally arrived at the hotel. Thank you, England for allowing us to sleep in China today. Finally we blow and relax. Tomorrow is near, so I go to bed directly. And a flying shoe, then a second that bumps into the wall. Attention, falling tights and panties. Sweater to the right, shirt left and bra ... Shit, he got stuck in the chandelier. What to do? It's my favorite bra. The one with Snoopy's head in the middle instead of the usual moronic knot. I can not wake Terry and Jenna, they are exhausted and the mastiffs are the same. Let's forget about our image for once and ask someone else for help. It seems to me that I have pajamas. Here it is. I put on my blue pajamas Cartman (Stop fucking me Stan, son of bitch) puts on a pink bathrobe that belongs to the hotel and paces the corridors. Operation, recover Snoopy engaged. Corridor, corridor, elevator, 5,4,3,2,1,0, I cross the hall and fortunately, no one is present to admire Lisa who makes a fashion show in indoor attire. One more effort and I will reach my goal. Here it is, my holy grail, the reception of the hotel is in front of me. I stop at the reception or two men are still working at this time and I pray that they speak English. By the way, even they speak French would do the trick tonight. My Snoopy bra is too important for me to give up for a language story.

Oh, thank you for those nice smiles gentlemen, but this is not the time. "Do you speak english?"

One of the men understands, it's great. "Hello Miss. Do you need something?"

I smile a little uncomfortably. "Yes, one of my clothes flew off and landed above the chandelier. I like it a lot and need help to get it back."

Shut your mouth dude or your friend will enjoy it for you to make him a blowjob. "Fly on the chandelier? It's a feat of this garment, given that our ceilings are all 11.5 feet high."

I play with my fingers. "Yes, he is very agile."

The man starts laughing. "I'm going to get a stool. Wait for me here one minute."

Snoopy, you'll come back to me. "Thank you very much sir."

Hall, elevator, 0,1,2,3,4,5, hallway, hallway, room 524, Lisa's bedroom, we are there. I open the door but as it is a man, I stay at the entrance and do not close it. He enters, positions the stool, climbs, puts his hand in the chandelier, takes Snoopy out of his bright prison, and stops moving. What happens to him suddenly?

He turns his eyes towards me slowly. "Mademoiselle, is this the famous flying garment?"

I smiled when I saw my friend at liberty and laughed. "I confirm. This is Snoopy who had run away fufufu."

He goes down seems to want to tell me something but does not speak. What is happening to him? Outch, it hurts. A furious looking Terry is right behind me. "Excuse me sir, you work in the hotel judging by your clothes. May I ask you what you are doing in this room."

The employee opens his hand and shows him Snoopy. "Good evening sir. the girl had misplaced this in the chandelier and asked us for help at the reception. I just came to help him get it back."

Seeing Terry's icy look, I understand that I still had to do anything of stupid and I look down. "Lisa you are. You are. You are. Forget it, I'm too tired to argue tonight. Thank you for helping him. Hold for your trouble, here are 3,000 dollars. If you want to forget what you saw tonight in this idiot's room, I'll be grateful. Take them, like a tip."

The man does not want to take them on. "We sign a discretion clause to work here and should not reveal the privacy of our customers. Do not worry sir, I did not see anything tonight."

Terry sighs. "So thank you very much. Silly girl, thank this fair and honest man and then you'll go to sleep stupid girl."

Do not treat me idiot even if I am a little, it's annoying. "Thank you very much, mister, for recovering Snoopy. Outch."




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