“I wonder where it goes,” she thought. Cindy saw the men put on their bathers. “How clever,” she thought. “Why didn’t I think of that? Now...they aren’t naked!” Cindy looked around, but couldn’t see her bathers anywhere. “Oh dear,” she said. “What is the matter?” asked the old man. “My bathers have vanished. This happens all the time. My flight captain has a magic trick that can make them disappear. Now it happens all the time.”"How do you get them back?”"I have to suck his magic lever. When the. .. well, me ... and what are we really going to do? What could Malcolm really do to his brother and Shiloh if he set his mind to it?”Ainsley considered the enormous number of things that a man with money and allies could do to someone who had neither. She was overwhelmed by possibilities. As Nick moved to lay his shirt down, she took it from him and laid it on a chair. “You know how you want Art Black to end his life dead in a ditch?”“A figurative ditch,” Nick reminded her.Ainsley wasn’t so. Lifting her up, I now sat on a chair looking straight at marys cunt. Lifting her legs onto my shoulders I used my hands to open her labia wider. My tongue dipped into her opening taking all the juice that was flowing from her. Mary laid back on the table as I raised her legs higher.I ran my tongue ran across her clitoris, long slow strokes, Mary gasped as I now lick her ass, Mary placed her hands behind her knees and lifted her ass higher for me.I pushed my tongue into her ass and rubbed her. But my morning's search online was interrupted by an explosion in mykitchen.I ran towards the noise, and discovered that where my stove had beenthere was now shrapnel everywhere, the walls had been blackened, andstanding in the midst of the ruin were two ... beings.They were small, the tallest being not quite half my height, and weredressed as if they had heard about fashions third-hand, and were tryingit out for the first time. The taller one was wearing a top hat, atrenchcoat, and jogging.