Petara stopped next to her and they stood together in silence for a while. "I saw Minara walking around the market this morning," Petara broke the sil...nce."Yes, I think she comes most market days, she walks into town from her mansion and you notice the people welcome her and she mingles freely." I heard she was the body guard to a neighboring kingdom's princess and accompanied her here when she married their prince." Yes, Petara, that is what I heard as well. I am certain she was not the ruler. I need to find a hotel and something to eat before it got to late.It was nearly midnight when I finally found a Pub near a dirt road, I had taken by mistake. It was only a few miles from the highway and I knew I could get back in the morning. I got out my Porsche and opened the door to the Pub. The Le French Milk Pub & Inn was a small but rustic Pub with 2 rooms and a small Pub with some French beer on tap. I sat down in a corner booth away from the bar and the bartender came over and gave me a. We popped out the back and I tried to orient myself. The parking lot was almost directly across the street. We darted across Anson, my hand on Smetlana's back guiding her just as the trailer came out the back. He had taken his sunglasses off in the restaurant and wasn't prepared to be back outdoors. The sun was in his eyes, looking almost due east, and he couldn't spot us for a moment. When he did, he reached inside his jacket for his gun. I already had mine drawn and from 30 feet, fired twice. ” I forced my eyes to leave his monstrous cock and looked at his face. He had to be 40, clean shaven, and looked like he was someone’s dad on a vacation. No biker or trucker look on this guy, just every day run of the mill sort of person you would expect to see driving a minivan full of k**s, dogs, and a pile of luggage on top.My cock was so hard it was throbbing and I had just shot my load. I didn’t turn towards him, but did reach out with a trembling hand and held his knob. This was the first.