I slipped both of my wandering hands inside her flimsy bra. Eagerly I twisted and tweaked her fucking big erect nipples causing her to shudder a bit. ...arti had slipped a finger inside her panties, exploring the damp moist area as Helena attempted to shield her pussy with an open hand.Whimpering "no, I've never done" and again Helena stopped short of what she was saying. I playfully lifted her beautiful breasts out of the bra, and began unbuttoning her blouse slowly. Moments later, Helena. "Are you wearing stockings or panty hose?" Now thats none of your damn business!" He laughs as he stands and cuffes her hands behind her back. Holding her by the upper arm he escorts her to his car."Its nice and warm at the station. You can plan on takeing those sexy high heels off when you get there." Great I guess." He returns to her car to search it finding a bag of Marijuna under the seat."It looks like your in big trouble now Mrs. Jones." She turns pale and quiet for the ride in to town.. JamieCall me paranoid, but I had a really bad feeling about this conversation."Good evening Miss Atkins, David said you wanted to talk to me. I assume this has something to do with your recent visits to Elliott Bastion – since the details of his death haven't been released yet."She didn't bother asking how I knew about her visit ... not good."You would be correct. The waste of flesh formerly known as Lord Hightower had some very interesting theories on how so many of his people ended up dead,. An Indian walks into a trading post and asks for toilet paper. The clerk asks if he would like no name, Charmin, or White Cloud.“White Cloud sounds like good Indian toilet paper” says the Indian. “How much is it?”“$1.00 a roll” the clerk replies.“That seems pretty expensive” responds the Indian. “What about the others?”“Charmin is $2.00 a roll and no name is 50 cents a roll.”The Indian doesn’t have much money so he opts for the no name.Within a few hours he is back at the trading post. “I have.