Her mouth was perfect, like a remembered kiss. Her pale frosted lips were slightly parted, anticipating a smile. He had observed her carefully all da.... She played her part almost flawlessly, the winsome second fiddle to her virtuoso hero. Yet her bearing betrayed her; she couldn’t hide the aristocratic carriage and the discreet air of superiority. He saw it in the eyes that flashed at Brock, and the unheard utterances spoken into her hand with her head bent toward him. She possessed the most. The coffee waited until we were finished eating. I dumped the hot water over Gee’s freshly ground beans in a French press, then squeezed us out a couple of mugs. We retired to the back deck, looking up our little nook on the side channel, the river barely visible at its south end.“This,” she said, “is paradise.”“I think so.”“I can’t imagine more tranquility.”Her tranquility was enhanced as Pickles jumped up into her lap, purring.“Silly old cat,” she purred back, petting his head. “You purr so. ' Jeanne giggled and said 'what else can he do.' Gloria called to me 'come here sissy boy and suck this pussy.' I walked towards the girls only to hear Jeanne say 'bitch don't you walk over here like a man, get on your knees and crawl like a dog.' I dropped down and crawled over to Gloria and knelt before her, looking up at her brownish cunt hair I licked gently at her vaginal slit, Gloria squealed and held my head with one hand while squeezing her, medium size, breast with the other. Jeanne. I just found that out. I don't know how they found out. How did Craig act? Do you think that he knows, too?Audrey: No, he acted like he can't wait to get me into bed!Paul: It means that Morehead is being double-crossed by his partners. We're still on for Thursday. Keep a low profile until then. Stay away from Morehead!Paul didn't like what Audrey had told him. He knew that her promise of sex had clinched the deal with Morehead. It was a bold move—too bold. His inexperienced protégé was playing.