"Julia, now in a happy tone of voice, said, "Good girl! Why don't you put that tray down on the vanity and come over here and tell us all about it."Ca...ol carefully took the tray over to the vanity and placed it there. I could easily see the relief on her face when the considerable weight came off her arms.Julia instructed, "Sit cross-legged beside Mark's head, darling. I want us both to get a good look right up your very wet pussy."Carol blushed more, but still had the gleam in her eyes. She. I also discovered that my wallet was missing. Evidently, my captors had rifled through my pockets during my earlier period of near-unconsciousness.Soon, my vision adjusted to the darkness, and I was able to get more of a handle on the situation. We were standing on a small beach, with the ocean off to one side. Where the fuck are we? I wondered. Taking note of the configuration of our group, I saw that I, along with a few fellow captives, was surrounded by eight or nine rifle-toting figures.. Erotic expression only one still surviving from first inhabitant. Who planted it under my eyes.Erotic expression of freshly widowed woman, who moved in same month I did. One floor up.Erotic expression of love for her late husband. Who was dying when they left boat for house.Erotic expression for fifty years together transporting goods by river all over Western Europe.Erotic expression for her longing all that half a century for fair ground. Garden grow fine food.Erotic expression lasting long. Especially not homesickness." Wish I could tell you more," Margaret said. Of course she could tell him more but she chose not to. She could tell Billy about the damp places on the carpet inside one of the changing booths. Someone had soiled the carpet and made a hurried attempt at cleaning it up. But whoever had done it hadn't found the other spot on the little bench-like seat. The blood. Someone had bled all over her boutique. Margaret shuddered to think of what might have happened. And she.