You are sleeping close to me with your head resting on my arm and your warm ass pressed up against me. For several minutes I savor the feeling of your...sleeping beside me, enjoying the intimacy of this peaceful, shared moment. Then I rouse myself, pulling on my pants and going out to rekindle the fire. Soon the fire is blazing, and I turn to see you awake, watching me. Your eyes are sparkling and your wonderful smile warms me more than the nearby fire.You climb out of the tent and move to the. "You wouldn't dare," the judge shot back in a voice he may use in the court, but now was riling up the four men.Walter just leant forward and pulled the old woman by the hair on her head in front of the judge. "Who is this?" Please that's my mother-in-law, please don't hurt her." Well it is all up to you." Oh please darling give them what they want, they are hurting mother." I can't it would be a breach of trust, no I won't give in to their threats." Strip this old hag," Walter said looking at. With her hair all dishevelled and make up worn off the edges she thought to herself that she looked like hell. Reaching her hand backwards she unzipped her dress and let it fall to the ground. She not only felt unclean and needing a shower, but dirty in the other sense of the word. She was about to take off her underwear and have a shower when she remembered that she hadn’t checked the answering machine. Clicking the button she sat down on the couch after walking back to the lounge room,. What was left of it any way. London was no longer the luscious green wonderland that most people had grown up with. It was full of large grey obstructions in blocks of flats or car parks or shopping centres. The train pulled into the station of a leafy green suburb. It was all quiet on her carriage and it certainly looked like it was going to stay that way. The doors opened and what was left of her carriage emptied to the platform. Thinking she was going to be alone, Gemma let out a silent.