She did not go to work immediately, but puttered around the house for several minutes. When glided past the bedroom she glanced through the door. Alli...on was exactly as Connie had left her, standing at the foot of the bed, hip cocked, arms folded across her chest, the chain around her throat dangling to the floor.The phone call Connie had made to Maxine all those months ago had been only that, a brief conversation with a voice miles away; the year Connie had spent afterwards, biding her time,. ” “What makes you think the King will find out and want to meet us?”Looking around the lobby and speaking softly I told Agnes, “First off, the King is a car guy. He loves fast cars. I’ll bet there’s not another Trans-Am in this country. Secondly, I read that he loved the movie ‘Smokey and the Bandit.’ We’re enough like Burt Reynolds and Sally Field that he’ll want a closer look.” Then looking down at my lovely witch wife I added, “And the King likes fast women. How could he resist you?”“You. "You are going to have to get out of the car and go inside. Alice, in her fuck me outfit, is going to have to wait in the car. When you park, I will find you and sit in the car with her. She and I will have a car picnic while you keep tabs on the General's party," I suggested.He found an on street parking space a block or more away. I pulled the scooter in front of the car, then opened a rear door and climbed into the car. Alice and I stayed there with our convenience store sandwiches and. Reaching out to him she wrapped the towel around his back pulling him to her for a deep kiss feeling the fire ignite between then again, she felt that his exhaustion had been the explanation for his roughness. Wiping his shoulders and down his hairy chest, she felt so safe and so secure, but the fire inside was taking a mind if it's own. She kissed his nipples rolling them with her tongue. Kissing the line of hair down to his stomach where the finest 6 pack could wait for her. Ticking his belly.