" Are you going to call the police, darling?" You bet I am." And press charges?" Yes. Why? Don't you want me too?" I don't think she's a criminal as s...ch. I'd say she was a psychiatric case, an acute one at that, and as such needs treatment rather than punishment."Jerry looked at her searchingly. She had only been upset after the first letter. Thereafter she had been angry. Over time she had been able to look at the matter as the psychiatrist she was."Do you think she would accept treatment?". ”I held my next question until Purdy had another drink. “If you wouldn’t have sex with Mr. Bucks, what would you do for money?”The liquor was loosening her tongue. “I would not allow Mr. Bucks to touch me,” she insisted, holding up the glass and looking at it. “I thought about it for a long time and finally told him that he could not touch me. That would make me a whore.”“I’ll just bet that Mr. Bucks had a suggestion to that,” I said with a smile.“I’m the only one he would allow in his bedroom. And then I removed her nighty she was wearing nothing inside and I removed everything from me as well.We started kissing again…I started kissing her from top and then neck and then boobs after that on her belly and kissed her cunt.I started licking her cunt again and again put my tongue inside her.It was wet. She was moaning slightly. I took her ass and put my finger through it and she left a high moan (aaaaah..).She then took my cock and started licking it all over and slowly put it in her. I never really found out whether the escort was to there protect me, or Hitler's favourite niece. The whole trip and stops were planned with precision making due allowance for my convalescence. This had the benefit of allowing Elizabeth and I, to have a significant number of "love stops" as we liked to call them.The problem for me now, was that I had strong feelings for Elizabeth and yet I knew I would have to leave her behind, if and when I returned to England. If of course I could escape..