Behind the facadeArmand-in-Lila mentally vowed that Lila-in-Armand would neverread his true intentions, at least not until it was too late,when they w...uld be back where they belonged. Until then, thenameless slave would be just that, slave. Let Lila think she hadwon. His revenge would be all the sweeter when it came. The patchof sunlight climbed higher up the girl's body, reddening as thesun dipped towards the horizon, tingeing the white silk betweenher thighs in prophetic scarlet.When the door. Yet his thighs returned, again and again, trying to press against her scantily clad ass until finally she felt the unmistakable bulge of his hardening erection against her the cheeks of her ass. In her heightened state of arousal, she could resist no more. Jeffrey quickly trapped her with his powerful thighs, pressing her young body against the hard rim of the table. Whispering in her ear, he bent forward again, bending my girlfriend beneath him, wrapping his arms around in front of her to. As she passed the weapon, the trooper’s facial muscles tightened, his eyes narrowed, and his finger twitched as it covered the trigger. Oh crap! He’s going to shoot. I closed my eyes and cringed as my bowels turned to jelly. I held my breath and waited for eternity. It’s been a blast.“Thank you,” the trooper sighed. “Don’t ever do that again.”I opened my eyes and slowly exhaled. The lawman had returned his gun to his holster after he took the weapon from Sheila. Good advice.The statie flashed. He liked the challenge of making that old pump work. I kept telling him that he should connect to the water line in the street, but he didn't take my advice well." Mr. Hubert was chuckling to himself.I shook my head. Mr. Hubert's intrusions into our private meetings had gotten on my nerves, but I was glad that I hadn't told him how I felt. He was well intentioned, and without his advice, I would be lost.As I entered the house, I heard the group emerge from the basement. Ms. Kindle was holding.