Just for fun, I hang your panties on my erect shaft. I smile at the memory of how you playfully pulled me by your panties round my cock from our loung... to our bedroom that time, as your willing sex slave. I let your panties fall. I pick them up and run their softness through my fingers. I love the underwear you wear, the soft cotton, the smooth shiny satin, above all the sheer see-through lace you wear especially for me.I lay naked on our bed. I open the album of pictures we’ve collected over. Linda turned her head so that her lips came close to Jay's ear. She blew gently against it and then began nibbling at the lobe. "Oh, Jay," she murmured, "I haven't been able to think about anything but you since Saturday afternoon."Jay just listened in silent disbelief, trying to unscramble the thoughts which were racing crazily through his head."You're so big and strong and so handsome. Oh, Jay, hold me tight. Please." Jay held her tighter in his arms, his mind spinning."Have you been thinking. He squats behind his earthworks with his menscurrying around him. He spends his time plotting and sending toolsagainst me. He sees this place as a trap holding me fast. He does not seethat it is as I wish it to be." she said. She dropped her hand is a swiftcutting gesture and Rolf stood there on the walls watching trees shootforth as saplings and swell into mighty stands of old growth forest.Brush and lichen, flowers and grasses moved and shimmered in rapid growthand death. The men in front of. From what Fi had said, all up since leaving home she’d been traveling for almost twenty-two hours including waits for connecting flights. ‘Come,’ smiled the employer picking up a dog lead and calling ‘Pluto’. Gwen handed Fi a bottle of water and said they would take Pluto for a walk. ‘You may take her any time.’ Out of the depths of the house emerged a yawning cat, quite the largest Fi had ever seen. ‘Wow, what breed is he?’ ‘Her. A moggy.’ ‘What bred in Mongolia for deer hunting?’ Gwen smiled.