Like I said, two hours from "Hi" to "Pop City". Of course I hadn't cum in her pussy, so my prediction wasn't totally accurate. Close enough. "Really u...believable." What else can you say?I walked to the kitchen and grabbed the dish towel. I tossed it to her as I pulled a paper towel from the roll to wipe myself up. The next part would take five minutes; it always did. She'd ask how long it would take to know something and I'd explain that I mailed the pictures to Chicago, and hopefully at the. I was stoned and a little tipsy from my drink.During our short chat, she commented that her shoulder was feeling a bit tight. Was she giving me a way to start touching her? My mind raced. I had no control over my actions. I was driven. My cock dictated every word and act. I could only think of her bra-less breasts and tight panty-less pussy. I decided it was time to go for it, as subtly as I could. We chatted for a second more. Most of her drink was gone and my pot had definitely kicked in,. I figure that should delay them by about three days." So what," Masterson said sounding very frustrated. He pointed to the south and east before adding, "There's nothing to slow down the other two groups. So rather than facing thirty five thousand troops, we're facing twenty five thousand." We set a fire to the south," Sid said pointing to the map. Turning to the messenger, Sid asked, "What are our men doing to the east?" They are heading here," the messenger answered. He looked around the room. Vanessa knew this must be a PI looking for me. Obviously I wouldn't be found here, as I'd left town the previous evening, but Vanessa thought this was an ideal opportunity to buy me some time. Maureen was willing to cooperate (who was she going to trust, a stranger standing at her window, or Prof and Vanessa whom she'd known and liked for years?). Vanessa and Maureen cooked up a little plan, doing the necessary checking first.While Maureen pretended to still be talking on the phone, Vanessa had.