"If you are a good little slave I have a naughty treat for you," she said in a teasing voice."You liked hearing all that naughty talk between me and K...ren? Didn't you?" I told her that I did then I went down on her licking her pussy. "Well then I have a special treat for you." She got up and went into the bathroom.When she came back she had her hand over her left breast, teasingly she removed it revealing a black spade symbol, like on a deck of cards, in the middle was a "Q." It was a temporary. Although the woman worried about him, she said nothing and followed his lead without question. She trusted him and recalled that his instincts eventually led him to her. But she drew the line when he informed her they would need to cross the river again, insisting they find a place where it was shallower or otherwise easier to pass. She would not repeat their first crossing, they had to find another way. With his companion’s parameters in mind, the Tracker kept a watchful eye for places which. So it wasn’t the lack of noise that prickled the back of Moe’s neck when he slammed the door of his Buick and strode to the front door of his home and office. It wasn’t the smashed jack-o-lantern that Netty Scottsdale had set out just yesterday. And it wasn’t his front door hanging cracked open. It was the sight of a nurse uniform, as he walked through the door, lying on the floor of his office. Right where Mona had dropped it the night before. Moe’s body kicked into high alert. Trying to be. "Well I don't think I will be able to. I've got to get back home as I've lost my clothes and I think I want to ?" "Now dears what's all the fuss?" called Susan's Aunt."Susan was saying she must leave already!" Cried Karen. "But I would like her to stay. The Vicar has just asked us to help at the fete, I don't want to do it on my own, please persuade her to stay Mrs. Williams." Well we'll have to see Susan did lose her bag on the way here. I will have to speak with her later to decide what.