So I began applying that knowledge to her body. (OK, so she should have been awake, but what the hell….) Her belly sucked in as I licked and tongued...her navel. Her hips started moving softly, without her control. I kept kissing and licking lower. Her breathing deepened even more. She was in that state where she wasn’t quite asleep, but not awake yet either. She was just caught up in the sensations. My tongue finally reached her pubic hair. It was soft and silky, smelling of fine soap. I probed. ’ Pete pointed but the dog had disappeared. ‘The dog…’ ‘I know, I saw you trip over it. You were gaping at me.’ He spoke before thinking: ‘I’m a bit of a tit man from way back and yours hit me between the eyes.’ ‘God I hope not, I’m large but not that big and shouldn’t you be referring to them as breasts?’ Pete back-pedalled to extricate himself and said softly that he had started off badly with her. ‘Yes and perhaps no.’ Encouraged he said, ‘Good morning miss, I’m Pete Rutter, new in town.’. ’ I blushed. I had five figurines of butterflies that my dad had brought me home from business trips, pictures taken from magazines of different varieties of butterflies and even a few pictures of butterflies I had won over the past few years at the county fair. They were my most prized possessions besides the picture I kept by my bed of my mom, dad, Robert and I at the beach taken a couple of years ago.’ As I thought about that picture and how it had been left behind with everything else I. Everything else had the numbers ground off." Wow, what are you going to do with them, John?"John was shaking his head, "I have to get rid of them, but I don't know how. I could rent a boat and take them out and dump them, but I think my old bosses still watch me. I've caught a guy lurking around several times, and the house across from me was recently bought by a mysterious couple who I haven't met or seen yet. There have been half a dozen different cars in the driveway, and I'd say they are.