"Oh, my God! You're Matthew?" She hopped to her feet and didn't hug me but dragged me the long way around the table down to the chair on her left, "I'... so glad you helped out Sara! She was in way over her head."I wasn't aware of a fraction of Sara's story, but there was a more important question to ask first. "Is she doing, OK? She was very shook up on Saturday." She's doing better," Carmen brushed the hair out of her eyes. She looked a little nervous as she played with her hair for a few. It’s possible she didn’t know. It won’t matter for Anvil, but ... who is in charge of Skingrad?”“It’s Skingrad. Who else would be in charge but Janus Hassildor. He’s the only noble that no one has dared bother, even the Aldmeri. He’s such a powerful sorcerer, no one really knows how he’s still alive and not an elf. The Aldmeri sort of leave him alone to run his city. With you as Empress, well, I hope he accepts you.”I started to say something, then stopped. If he’s kept his secret this long, I. .as did the hunger.As Gary followed his sister toward the bicycles he saw her bend over,her lightly frosted quim exposed.There wasn't a great deal of hair covering her snatch, but what wasthere was reddish-brown, much like the colour of the bricks thatdominated Australian suburbia.Wispy tufts of the downy fur peeked out from between her legs. Theyaccentuated, rather than hid, her sweet and virginal cunt lips.Although Gary couldn't see it, those lips were glistening as hisf******n year old. I didn't see any more of Sandra that day, although I did find out a little bit more about whatever it was she had called out to me after lunch. When I got home that night, I flipped through my rolodex (yes, some people still use those), and made a phone call."Vinny," I said once my erstwhile "buddy" picked up the phone. "Just the man I wanted to talk to." Counselor!" he said. "What's news, my man?" Wanted to ask you the same question. How's business?" Fine, fine. Can't complain." Make any big.