As soon as we got inside, she slipped the dressing gown off and lay back on the bed, opening her legs to show me her already obviously aroused pussy....The lips were glistening with her love-juice and as she reached down and parted them with the tips of her fingers I could see the entrance to her love tunnel between them. Now it had been some time since I'd been made an offer like this and I wasn't about to refuse it so quickly dropped to my knees between her spread legs. As, with one hand. But mine has been magicked to work as a comm line to HQ. I press the side dial and a hazy unclear figure appears in the dull gleam of the silver backing. It's Lady Maria. HQ's case file and operations manager - and she looks stressed as usual."This better be good - I'm about to clock out" I say with a shade of exasperation."So long as you've got your badge on, your ass belongs to me Hartwell. I got a fresh case for you" she says with a smirk.Fuck. I was so close to finishing an uneventful. Presumably it would join the wider valley again before the cliffs, but maybe by that time it had broadened out or was hidden by the trees because there was no sign of it if you walked up the normal way. The cliff path was invisible, the fence below was invisible, we were invisible. As we came out into the dell, a rabbit hopped slowly away. They weren’t used to disturbance or hunters evidently.“It’s lovely. It really is very quiet.” she lay down and I briefly looked at her, head to toe. She was. John said one of the people Tim was about to meet usually flew in here ridding in one of them.As Tim taxied up to a float he said that it looked like there was only whoever came in that seaplane there yet.John told Tim they were all there, he had talked to some of them the night before.Tim tied the plane off and they went to that log house.Through the front doors they were in a room big enough to hold a basket ball court.John began introducing Tim around.Tim met Billy Bob, he was in a wheel.