It required both of them to move the now full trunk back to the attic.The first bedroom had some old fashioned suits in the wardrobe along with some s...eets and two blankets. The second bedroom only had sheets and a couple of blankets in the wardrobe. Neither room had a chest, but each did have a dresser which I didn’t check. There would be time for that later if we needed the rooms. The third bedroom which was across from the hall bath had a large bed in it, and I hadn’t had a chance to check. She would do that, would do that with pleasure, for Michael, and indeed would love to do it for Michael. She would, too, when she had the chance, insist he didn’t move as she undid his fly and, kneeling, suck him to conclusion and then keep sucking lightly as it shrank in her mouth. Oh she did love him so much. She wanted to do that so much for him: not this Alphonso or the MD. Annabel could not, though, see herself avoiding this with one or other… or both of them. The penis was erect now,. ‘Any sign of trouble, and I’ll ‘ave you sonny!’ he snarled, in his broad, Cockney accent. He turned and lumbered out of the room. The other two strippers were giggling and whispering to each other, as Angelica glowered up at Mike, oblivious to her state of undress. ‘Well, what do you want, you bastard?’ she snapped, angrily. ‘Angelica, honey, I’ve been trying to contact you for the last two days, but you won’t answer any of my calls!’ he whined, in a hurt tone. ‘I’m surprised you managed to. Last time you thought you were Doc Holiday, if I remember correctly," I said with a smile in my voice.Don't be rude or I will send you a jolt, he said.I had no idea what he meant. Maybe it was something like a spanking, I thought. I half expected him to answer me. Maybe they couldn't read all my thoughts or maybe they just didn't bother, since there were so many of them. The human brain would be on overload with their own thoughts as well as mine. I just didn't know, but maybe I could slip.