She knew the Feds were tracking her movements, and would try and follow; she would throw them off the trail.First, she would ditch the car and phone a... the mall, taking a taxi to the airport. At the airport, she would take another taxi to the bus station, and leave town by Greyhound St. Louis was a first stop, then to Chicago. In Chicago, she would take an express run to New York City.In New York, she would put an ad in the NY Times, Master had to read the times, and let him know she was. "You stuck-up patronizing snob! You with your gorgeous hair and smoothfair complexion and me looking like the blue collar twerp that I am,can't possibly have anything in common except the air we breathe... Iwould have continued silently vituperating except that Deirdre produceda cigarette case and asked "Cigarette?"I felt so grownup at being offered a cigarette by this worldly youngwoman and wanted to take her up on her offer but I was afraid oflooking foolish considering I had never even held. " OMG," my mouth dropped open seeing her topless. "Um, may I touch them?" as my hands reached out close to them, waiting for her response. Her hands went to my wrists and she guided my hands to her breasts. The softest of the fleshy mounds on my palms was unbelievable. Her eyes never left mine as I started to caress and gently feel them with my fingertips, tracing their outlines, rocking them in my hands, watching her areoles start to shrink and the nipples harden to tiny points.I felt her. "High Roller," A gruff voice answered after what seemed like ten rings. "Hi, um we would like to buy a piece but your door is locked." "Huh? Oh shit, I'm sorry, was that you knocking? I thought that was someone next door, my bad, I'll be right out." "Oh okay, thanks," Maria said then hung up her phone. "What did he say?" "I think he was asleep or something. He's going to let us in." "Wow." The girls saw a young tall tattooed man without a shirt emerge from the back of the store. He made his way.