Okay, to Los Angeles it is. But if we do this, we do it my way. You follow my lead. Understood?’ He gave me his stern father look. ‘Sure Dad, what...ver you say.’ We packed light and took the first flight to L.A. ‘So Dad, now that we’re here, how do we find them?’ ‘Easy. I have a court date tomorrow.’ Dad held up a court order. I waited in a café across from the courthouse. If Dad lost, which he knew he would, he didn’t want me turned over immediately. Our goal was to find out who these people. I was excited, nervous and completely terrified. I arrived at the diner on time. I entered and did not see Emma, or any of the ladies for that matter. As I looked around frantically, one of the waitresses behind the counter stepped towards me. ‘I am guessing this is for you,’ she said, handing me a folded piece of paper. I accepted it and opened it. It was a simple note. Corner booth. Sit in the chair on the end. I looked to the back of the diner to see an empty booth in the corner with a chair. Moving her hand down her long neck, over her shoulder she rubbed her erect nipple, toying with it gently she reached for the shower gel, smiling to herself as the white soap fell on her full round tits, cold against the heat of her skin she felt her pussy moisten, the tingle growing to an ache. She began to rub the soap, with both hands around her tits, massaging, squeezing and teasing herself as she did, running her hands up her long slender neck, and back over her shoulders and roundness of. Length after length I tick off the numbers 73 74 75 , the end way still 40 lengths away and the heart was pumping, the muscles aching. However I was distracted by a shadow walking along side the pool. I could make out an elegant figure, a lady, a lady who carried herself well and was very trim indeed. Not an ounce of fat to be seen. The same Lady that was running just half an hour ago. The towel that was wrapped round her swimsuit was placed on the peg revealing a slender looking expensive.