Her skin tasted sweet, as I slowly licked a circle on her kneecap, kissing toward the inside of her knee. My head rested on her opposite knee, only br...efly. To my delight, she parted her legs slightly, encouraging my exploration. Not only did she part her pretty legs for me, she slid her bottom closer to the edge of the seat. What a rush! She wanted me to do this. She was fully engaged in her own fantasy.I kissed the inside of her right thigh, just above the knee. The smell of her skin, and the. Anna and I drifted off to sleep with Laura’s soft sweet voice whispering to us. “Yes, it’s concerning, but don’t worry about it for now. I don’t believe there is any danger in whatever is going on with Mr. Greenburg.”Anna, Yolanda, Tom, and I locked ourselves into the study Sunday afternoon after church. We spent a short time reviewing the November Estancia reports, which contained no surprises. The bulk of the afternoon was spent reviewing our plans for Monday’s meeting which I privately. It had been, if the tiny holes and gouges in it were any indication, food to many termites over the years. She gave the lever a sharp yank, and it broke off. A small puff of sawdust blew off of the end of the lever. Horrified, she stared at the hole where the lever had been. There was less of a quarter of an inch of wood left in the wall, which made it too short for her to get a grip on it. She took her dagger off of her tool belt and jammed it into the hole, trying to wedge the lever open, but. Hours later, it seemed, he returned.He had cut away her outer clothing without much of a problem. She wore a matching peach colored bra and pantie set. She had eagerly taken the small swallow of water. An hour later he turned the light back on. He fed her a few small spoonfuls of the vanilla pudding and small amounts of water before replacing the cap on the gag. He left again, turning off the light, for another carefully timed hour.She woke with a start when he came back after feeding her.