‘I’ve been in much tighter scrapes than this.’ Clara looked up, and noticed that the majority of the domed ceiling was taken up with an exquisit... mural, of what looked like a slave girl bowing before a throned queen. ‘Quite lovely, but no way out there,’ Clara thought. As she ran her focus along the floor she noticed it consisted entirely of a pattern made up of large ebony squares, separated by what looked to be strips of cedar, lacquered to a glossy finish, throughout. It was then that she. We can take that and fly it home, and no one will be the wiser." I'm still tempted to do it," Jennlynn sighed, "But I don't want to cave in on my responsibilities to the company, either. Jon is taking as big a risk in his own way as I am in going to Chicago. I still would like to give it a try, but if it doesn't work, then you're right, we ought to go home." I'm not so sure that's such a bright idea," Tanisha said. "The press is sure to have your condo staked out pretty well. Maybe not national. I was in my room reading. s*s had excused herself to go to the bathroom, then stepped into my room and rumpled me on my head. I saw her bare legs going into her tight jean shorts, and some skin above her shorts, then her shirt. My eyes went up to her titties. s*s was showing cleavage again, and there were two nipple points just covered by the shirt. My dick was trying vainly to stand up inside my jeans. She reached down and ran her fingers lightly along the length of my dick. s*s smiled and. " "They're fine," I told her. "I had them over for dinner last week and they brought up your names, you and your husband that is." "We've had some wonderful times with the Listers, did you?" "One of the best times I've had since I've been here." "You're in the Community now?" she asked. "Yes. I've been here a little over a month so far." "How do you like it?" "It's a wonderful place, full of lovely, very interesting people," I told her. "We've met a lot of wonderful people, too." "I was.