"Ooo" Said Debbi !

Along with several thousand others, Lawrence watched on the screen as Lesley brought Debbi breakfast in bed. The tray contained a small mound of scrambled eggs, neatly cut triangles of toast and a steaming cup of black coffee. "Ooo" said Debbi as she sat up. Lawrence hoped that it was strong coffee after all the wine he had watched them consume last night, before throwing off their clothes and rolling about on the floor of the living room ! Both women were still naked. Lawrence wished he could hear their conversation but he had not fitted mics in Debbi's place, fearing that they would increase the chance of discovery of the cameras. He idly wondered where Lesley had found the single red rose in a glass which adorned Debbi's breakfast tray.

"I'm not gay like Lawrence" Debbi was saying.

"I know that, you're just open to new experiences" Lesley conceded.

"I am" confirmed Debbi.

"But Lawrence isn't gay either you know" Lesley continued.

"Of course he is" Debbi persisted. "You've seen how he is."

"Oh, all that campness is just an act to fit in with the fashion industry. You should study the pupils of his eyes when he looks at you !"

"Ooo" said Debbi.

"What about his cock that you saw when you shared a room in India ?" Lesley ploughed on. "Did it get hard ?"

"Yes" admitted Debbi "But he was dreaming about boys"

"Did he say that ?"

"No, I just assumed" Debbi answered sheepishly.

"Ha !" exclaimed Lesley triumphantly.

"Ooo" said Debbi.

The finished breakfast tray was cast aside and Lesley bent to suck on Debbi's left nipple, tugging at it gently with her teeth. "Ooo" said Debbi.

"Can you run me over to a gallery later this morning ?" asked Lesley. "I've got some work I want to place with them, then I can crack on with your Three Graces."

"Not a problem" Debbi replied. "Do you need me to pose today ?"

"It's always helpful" Lesley confirmed, diving her head beneath the covers. "What are you doing down there ?" asked Debbi. "Ooooo" said Debbi !