It wasn't long before my exploring fingers tracing Lindsay's skin led me to notice a change in her position. She was mostly lying the same she had bee... last time but with subtle differences. Notably I discovered that I had better access as I slid my hand farther down between her legs. I didn't go too far at first but I started to wonder if I could actually get to her pussy.I shouldn't of course, I should just be happy with what I had. Already I had gone much too far and pushing more was. I saw that Laura was just finishing up with 3 women. It looked like an elderly woman of about 70, a younger one of about 45 and a young one in her 20's. I thought grandmother, daughter, granddaughter? What were they doing in a sexy lingerie store ... together? They were laughing together and kind of having fun with grandma. Something had been going on. As they were walking out, I noticed the grandmother was kind of flushed, but she had one hell of a smile. Laura and I hugged. She said, "Did you. This was too important to her, both professionally and personally, to allow even the tiniest chance that the bastard in that cave could escape.Holding up her left hand in a fist, she signaled the advance to halt. Each of the troops under her command knew exactly what to do and disguised themselves as part of a tree, or a rock, hugging the ground and pretending to be invisible. Some turned outward to watch for trouble and some turned inward, to guard their leader.With a flick of her fingers, she. It held several white square pieces of paper fanned out like a deck of cards. "What I want to do pretty lady, is show you a card trick. Pick a card pretty lady, any card at all."Anything to get rid of him she thought and she reached out and pulled one of the white pieces of paper from his hand. "Do I look at it or what?" What you do pretty lady is call me. We'll do lunch" and he turned and walked away.She looked at what she had in her hand and she recognized it as a Polaroid snapshot. She.