Charles was spending the night at Ivy's, lying to his mom that he was spending at Brady's. They were inside Ivy's bedroom, eating cooked pizza, drinki...g coke, and eating garlic bread. They were sat down on Ivy's bedroom sofa, eating and watching over her large near-cinema sized flat screen TV.The two other girls Megan and Katherine went out for the night, leaving Ivy all alone with her slave.As for what they were watching, it was Francis Ford Coppola's Bram Stoker's Dracula, the 1992 movie. So ... why not Crete.After Crete came Zo’s suggestion. Gallipoli. Thousands of Australian and New Zealanders sacrificed all on the peninsula only to be defeated by the Turks. Australian history ... sure, Zoe had to go.That might explain why we were sitting in the anteroom of The Consulate General of Ukraine in Istanbul explaining why we wanted ... well ... some of us wanted ... to see Sevastopol, Yalta and Odessa in the Crimea. The instructions said call during non visiting hours before. I want to see the guilty person pay, whoever that turns out to be, but I don’t want to see it done so fast that we miss something that doesn’t fit the moment’s favorite story. Okay?’ The two, a young Hispanic man in his twenties and an older white woman glanced at each other and then back at me. ‘We don’t rush to judge, detective,’ the older woman said. ‘Rest assured that we’ll do our best and we’ll be thorough. The facts will speak for themselves.’ I nodded. ‘That’s all I wanted to hear.. She slowly turned and bent over to touch her toes. There I was, like a rabbit in the head lights, staring at her perfect ass; I found myself stroking her thighs and brought my head in to kiss her left cheek. I brought my hands up slowly to grip the top of her thong and pulled them down until they were rolled around the tops of her thighs. The sight of her damp throbbing lips and her tight little hole were incredible, I could smell her juice and it was driving me wild. I gently kissed her arse.