"Unless she's got stuck or fallen out" said Paul "I'd better go and check on her, make sure she's alright."
Alison went over to Ben and tried to squeeze in beside him in his chair. Ben was too distracted by his apprehension to give way. "Budge up!" said Alison, which brought Ben to his senses, and he moved over. She climbed up beside him, put an arm round him and gave his a kiss.
"I can't wait" she said "Can you?"
"Urm, no..." he said tactfully. Alison gave him another kiss and tickled his tummy lightly.
"I hope you're all excited and ready" she said lowering her hand to the front of his trousers and patting him suggestively. Ben grinned sheepishly, not wanting to let Alison know quite how scared he was.
Emily threw herself heavily into a chair "I want to kill that bastard!" she said. Amy looked up at her then over at Ben, who visibly stiffened at Emily's comment.
"Not you, silly" said Alison.
"Who's she talking about then?" asked Amy.
"Giles St. John-Moncrieff" spat Emily.
"Do you want to get undressed now?" asked Alison, her hand now playing with the button at the top of Ben's trousers.
"No, let's wait a bit" said Ben, beginning to shake.
"Spoilsport!" said Alison, tickling his tummy again. She kissed him, hoping to keep him in the mood.
Victoria walked in. Paul followed carrying her laptop bag.
"Victoria I need to talk to you about something" said Emily urgently.
"Give me a sec. I need to check something" said Victoria, settling into a chair and taking her laptop bag from Paul. He sat on the arm of Victoria's chair while she set her laptop up. Everyone else just sat in silence, waiting.
After a few minutes, Victoria beamed "There it is!" she exclaimed "Wow! That's brilliant. I can't believe how clear the picture is" she added.
"What is it?" asked Emily.
"New camera" answered Victoria tapping away at her keyboard "Oh I can't wait 'til it gets dark, see what it's like then" she said excitedly. She set her laptop down, looked round the room smiling at everyone, and then turned to Emily. "Sorry, Em, what was it?"
"Giles St.John-Moncrieff" she said.
Victoria shivered "Oh, that slime-ball, what's he been up to?"
"He caught us on the way home, heard Alison..." she turned to glare at Alison briefly before returning her gaze to Victoria "... swearing, and threatened to tell on us."
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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Changes last made on: Thursday, January 18, 2018