.. As she in turn found herself getting very fidgety due to the uncomfortable yet strangely at the same time, pleasant wetness between her legs... She...d come directly from work, so was clad in the archetypal secretaries outfit, something he absolutely loved! Having checked in he grabbed her hand and swiftly pulled her towards the lift smothering her in kisses making it blatantly clear as if there was ever any doubt, what he wanted to do with her!! No sooner had they got to their room he threw. ” “And these powerful people, are something to do with the Civil War? How?” “This village was the scene of a massacre, back then. Cromwell’s Roundheads rode in and killed many people. My family amongst them.” Sandra drifted off for a moment, the memories clearly painful. “So how are these powerful people connected with the village massacre? And what about this ring? I don’t understand?” “The village was ransacked by a certain man named Clerkwell. I have evidence to assume he. ”Linda began to unfasten her but I stopped her saying, “No … keep your skirts on, I like lifting them up and watching you doing it too and I want so much to put my hand up them and between your legs.”Both girls opened their eyes wide as I said that but it was Linda who gasped, “God, you’re really into young girls, aren’t you … which do you prefer, Girl Guides or Schoolgirls?”Pleased with the way things were progressing, I replied softly, “It doesn’t really matter as both wear navy blue cotton. ‘It is a beautiful morning, just enough sun that it doesn’t burn, just enough breeze that it keeps you cool, not enough people around to bother you, how could you not think that this is a beautiful morning?’ We looked at each other, I don’t know what he was thinking, but he didn’t look the type that went around hitting on strange women, so I felt reasonably safe talking to him. He got in first. ‘There’s a seat down here a bit, why don’t we sit down and you can tell me all about your problems.’.