"I heard you wanted some tea, you pompous windbag!" He threw the openedpot at Madam J's face, the pool of liquid coming out in midair. Shemostly ducke... but caught a lot on the top of her head. Angel smiled asshe screamed. He waited for the woman to get up and she charged at him.He easily evaded her. Having an enraged opponent is very helpful if youhave tactical skill. He was particularly happy knowing his ruse hadworked. The tea was room temperature but Madam J's assumption was itwas her normal. “Oh good girl,” I whispered, pleased she hadn't wore a bra. I felt her tits through the material as I looked at their beautiful shape. Then I looked into her eyes as my hands lifted her t-shirt and covered her warm breasts, squeezing them gently. Her pink tummy curved gracefully around her naval.“Hold it up for me,” I encouraged as I pulled her t-shirt above her two buns. She obliged me and looked adorable. I squatted down to bring my face to her breasts. How cute she looked on tiptoes pushing. The young one is the first that extends her hand. But it's also impolite to not look at them while shaking their hands, so he decides to hold eye-contact for the short duration of the handshake. He grabs Linara’s hand and freezes. She was already staring at him. Akin had seen those beautiful blue eyes before. A short flashback to that room full of candles. The picture of that naked piece of art that has burned itself into his memory. The feeling of her warmth.Lin clears her throat. “You fought. Truth to tell though, Tracey was more than just a little curious. She knew she should be disgusted, indeed she was pretty sure she could throw up a storm about what she suspected, but in reality she knew it would be an act, nothing more. Tracey wanted to 'know'. It was as simple as that and she also, in a moment of honesty, wanted to know what it was like...Tracey's feelings about her brother were ambiguous. She liked him, but always found herself constantly aggravating him for no other reason.