Much, much later, it was two very drunk young girls who fell asleep in each other's arms on the living room floor and later on woke up freezing, we staggered upstairs and fell into bed shivering.
"I feel awful Tammy," she said as we huddled in for each other's warmth.
"You look it Sammy," I said and I drifted off to sleep with a 'Thank you' from my lover.
We missed breakfast thank God and staggered onto the school's mini bus feeling only slightly better, it was a mixed outing and I was getting very irritated as the day went on by the unwelcome attentions of a pimply faced little nerd called Norman.
"That's the Count of Chatsworth," Sammy whispered as he once again winked at me and eyed me up from head to toe.
"I don't care what his cunt's worth, he's greasy and horrible." Which left Sammy falling about laughing.
I shuddered and gripped her hand, apart from a monument commemorating the battle and a little gift shop, which was closed, there was nothing to see and I was bored stiff with it. I wanted to be back at our cosy little cottage with Sammy in my arms, but the teacher insisted on asking a million questions about the battle of Bosworth Field and it late afternoon before we arrived back at the school.
I thought I'd seen the last of the terrible Norman but as we got off the bus he whispered.
"I say Tammy, would you like to go for a stroll around the village after lunch, I could show you the sights old gal?"
He must have thought that's how our sort of people were expected to speak, or perhaps his family really did talk like that, I just though he sounded bloody ridiculous, but remembering that Repton kids were supposed to be polite at all times, I declined his invitation and resisted the urge to shudder.
I hadn't realised how hungry I was until food was put in front of us, I wolfed it down and even went back for more.
Thankfully we've moved on since the days of Oliver Twist, so I wasn't ridiculed or thrashed.
"Don't you want seconds Sammy?" but she giggled and said quietly that she was thirsty.
"Well, have a glass of... , oh."
I saw the coy way she was looking at me from under her eye-lids, she smiled and there was a sudden wetness in my knickers as I realised what she meant.
"Well we'd better go then, hadn't we?"
Her shy smile sent more juices down into my already wet knickers as she put her hand in mine and we walked back to our cottage.
"Let me put another sexy outfit on for you," she said as we kissed lingeringly behind the door. "I like the way you look at me, it makes me so wet."
"It makes me wet too Sammy," and to prove my point, I took her hand and put it under my skirt, she did the rest and slipped her fingers into my knickers.
To tease her, I dribbled a few drops over her hand and she moaned.
"Oh don't Tammy, save it for me please."
"Ok, but hurry up, I'm horny for you."
We kissed again lingeringly and she went upstairs flashing her sexy little bottom at me and giggling whilst I poured out our drinks, and wondered what mummy and daddy would say about me if they knew what I was going to do in the next few minutes.
It took her about ten minutes before she reappeared dressed in just a tiny lace suspender belt and black seamed stockings, no knickers marred my view of her beautiful little cunt and I felt my heart lurch with love.
"Oh Sammy," I said, at least I think it was me who said it, the voice didn't sound like mine though. "Oh fuck Sammy you're beautiful."
Walking slowly down to the bottom of the stairs, she reached for me and kissed me gently.
"So are you Tammy," she said. "But I think you're a little overdressed, don't you?"
Kneeling down at my feet, she reached up under my skirt and took hold of the waist band of my knickers, I felt the little buds of my nipples beginning to hurt me, but it wasn't actually a pain, more of a tingling, it felt nice!
I stepped out of the knickers and she kissed the gusset.
"Hmm, nice Tammy."
She lay down on her back, gesturing me to kneel over her. "Do it slowly Tammy, I don't want to waste any."
"Are you sure you want to do this Sammy?"
"Yes," she grinned, "Oh yes"
I knelt over her upturned face and almost immediately relaxed my bladder muscles, I felt her mouth on my cunt and she swallowed eagerly. Still a bit unsure, I stopped but her fingers squeezed my hips and she yelped in protest, so I began again.
She swallowed every last drop and then concentrating on licking me to orgasm. I felt her lips closing over the nub of my clitoris, her teeth nibbled it gently as she insinuated a finger into my bottom.
It was a new feeling to me and the orgasm hit me like an express train. I ground my cunt down onto her face, not caring about her comfort at all, the feelings washed over me, wave after wave of them. I thought I'd died and gone to heaven!
I started to tremble all over, my eyes rolled back of their own accord and the next thing I knew was finding her bending over me, slapping my face gently.
"Tammy?"
I smiled and reached for her.
"I think I blacked out for a minute with pleasure Sammy," I said as I kissed her. "Sheer bloody pleasure,"
A knock at the door disturbed us then, Sammy ran upstairs to put some clothes on while I smoothed my skirt down and kicked my knickers under the chair.