He thinks he is brilliant because hegraduated from Choate and Amherst, my Tresner does, and that he can outwit me.True, I have no formal education aft...r elementary school, as I was serving longsentences in reform schools and then later, adult prisons?but I?m a lot smarterthan that little idiot is!? He?s the onewho answered MY ad and begged me to move in with him?ugh. So I decided to give him a merry little session, and I willhumiliate him by telling you all about it. Tresner?s house, where we. Her fingers move over her clit and as the shutter snaps another picture she feels a drop of moisture roll down her inner thigh.She spreads her legs as she slips a finger inside. She imagines him behind her, his finger inside her, his mouth on her neck, nibbling at the soft flesh and her knees buckle.The camera keeps snapping away as she slides another finger inside. Her other hand moves over her clit as the camera snaps snaps snaps away.Her swollen clit is hard under her fingers as she rubs. Josh went out to meet them as they got out of the pickup; he was a little surprised to see the passenger using aluminum crutches, a little uncertianly on the rough-packed snow of the driveway. Josh could see that she was a woman; a wisp of blonde hair stuck out from under her heavy hat; she was shorter than Jackie, which wasn't suprising, as Jackie stood over six feet tall. There wasn't much else Josh could tell about her, except that she looked to be dressed warm enough, in a snowmobile suit. Ariadne had done her part. Using her magic, she created the Labyrinth of Trade in which the trade negotiators could come and navigate the beautiful garden plant walls that led to the center. It was not a complicated maze for anybody as it was designed for aesthetic purposes. Every flower she could think of lined the plant walls. Pathways made of marble, gemstones, and carvings of the gods lined all around it. It all leads to the apex center that had a marble table that led to the center where.