Can you tell me where you are coming from?" Morning, what's going on?" Samantha asked."We are looking for two fugitives. Have you seen these two peopl..., and where are you coming from?" John asked as he turned the clipboard around to show the paper there. The picture held down by the clip showed Davy and Cindy high school pictures. With their information and where they came from."No I haven't, it's just me, my friend Gerlinda here. We are going to Colorado to meet our husbands. We left Reno. There was no reaction, she just carried on chatting. Then as she reached down to put a clean glass on the shelf she, in turn, squeezed my left buttock.“When we close at 2, do you want to stay behind for a drink?” I asked her.“OK”, was the only reply and I slipped upstairs to make a cup of tea. I drank the tea, tried to read but most of the time watching the clock tick round to 2 pm. I heard Ivy ring the 10 minute bell and went down to join her. Our lunchtime trade was starting to improve but it. "Ok! OK! She said as though she was in a daze, continuing to pound on me. I placed my hands on her hips helping her until every ounce of my body felt that wonderful sensation again. I shot juice in her for what felt like thirty seconds until I knew there was no more to give. Putting my arms around her back, I pulled her close to me holding on until I felt myself becoming limp.Afterwards we lay silent a few minutes and I asked her if I could take a shower."Yes! I'm going to take one too," she. It isn’t necessarily so, but I see nothing wrong with you feeling the responsibility that comes with loving people. From what I was told, you didn’t feel love for the Robsons when they came to you. They were simply a pair of truants needing correction, and you applied that correction. Your love for your other ladies persuaded these two that what you had was worthy of emulation, and slowly they came to love you.”There came a banging on the door, and Sidra’s voice called.“Mum? Are you and Reg.