. . .Now I knew why she'd come to me."What else did you find, Mrs. Lake?" Playing cards. It was so strange. They were normal cards, but each onewas th... Queen of Spades!"That was all I needed to know."Mrs. Lake," I said, "I'm taking the case. With amy luck, I'll have Georgehome by tomorrow or the day after." Can I help?" She looked relieved and hopeful. "Is there amything I cando?" Yes. Take these books back home with you. Read them. Read amy others likethem you may find in the house. Learn from. 48 hours sounded good for a start.Okay, think Riz. Last night, I assumed it was last night but I wasn't making any promises, even to myself, I went to Antoines. Well, it was Monday night again, football was on and I was hoping that I could find Sally. Sandra was out of town for the umpteenth time lately, and if I couldn't find Sally I was determined to find someone. I'm perfectly happy to be hammering the same femme every day, but the point is its got to be everyday. I go into withdrawal. Ayama is tied up and suspended, rotating on stage which is being illuminated by yellow Eros crystals. A succubi, Fyrila, walks on stage to great cheers. She has red skin, with blue hair, reddish horns and red eyes. She drops a 5-inch tongue, thin like a snake's, but pink and soft-looking. Fyrila walks up behind Ayama, tongue out, and licks across his rosette, licks his balls, then wraps the tongue around the balls and moves snake-like into his anus, so deep, her lips meet his anus. His moans. Heart pounding, she stood and opened it, peering at a wooden box on the top shelf. She shuddered as she stared at it, her fingers still lightly stroking her clit in her still-aching pussy. She dragged the box forward with her free hand, then lowered it to the floor, crouching beside it.She had found it at the bottom of the bedroom closet while Jason had been out and Henry had been preoccupied with chores. She was not sure what had possessed her to clean it and tuck it into the closet here.She.