She strided over to the sofa, motioning me to follow. "Sit down in front of me," She ordered. I obeyed, wondering what she was going to do. She knelt ...own in front of me, and pushed my knees apart. "God, you are already so wet," She said as she pushed aside my thong. Shock waves ran through me when she ran her tongue across my clit. She began to probe her tongue deeper into my my pussy and then stuck two of her fingers in while swirling her tongue and lips back over my clit. It felt so. I ran to check both of the downed Indians and saw that the first one had a broken neck, and the second one seemed to have a broken back.I was an accomplished rider so I had no trouble mounting or riding the Indian's horse. It was so well trained that moving my knees and my heels were sufficient to guide the horse. I rode toward the continuing battle and could see by now that this was no movie shoot. I did not know what was going on, but it was now obvious that both sides really were trying to. We were at lunch when my friend and business partner Ralph Jermain asked me; “What was Carol doing at the Metro Hotel two weeks ago Friday? I was coming out of a seminar when I saw her getting on the elevator.”I hoped my shock and hurt didn’t show, so I lied as I responded; “I don’t know, but with her job and having to meet clients all the time in different places; she might have been there for that.” Then I asked to be excused and went to the restroom to compose myself.That particular day, my. ”“Of course not. He’s been very good to you.”“Yeah, he’s a great guy. He says I’ve been doing such a good job that as soon as there’s a vacancy he’s going to make me a manager. A little more money but definitely a step in the right direction.”“I’m so happy for you. Maybe that photo studio is not out of the question after all.”“Oh, that’s a long way off yet. I may have to own the store before I can afford that,” he laughed gulping a glass of orange juice and preparing to leave.“David, we really.