Meanwhile, Allie was lying face down with his hands under Flo’s ass. He was using his tongue like a farmer uses a plow. Stiffening his tongue and br...nging it to a point, he would penetrate her pussy’s lips at the point where the slit was closest to her ass. Working it in, with a little side to side motion, he moved up the slit a quarter inch. There he repeated the side to side move and deepened the penetration. Allie continued this until he reached the clit, where his tongue and lips paid. ‘We’re going to get you!’ Shouted one. ‘You might as well stop and get it over with!’ Shouted another. ‘We’re going to beat you up real good!’ Taunted the third. The young man they were chasing kept running undaunted into an alleyway a little ways in front of me. ‘I hate bullies.’ I thought, mumbling it to myself, under my breath. ‘I hope he gets away from them.’ I remembered when bullies used to pick on me in grade school, and how much I hated it. If it had been three other young men chasing. On the day of our appointment, Mrs. Charlotte Haraldsson was in my office on the dot. I was surprised at what a gorgeous woman she really was, very beautiful, dressed very nice but not sexy and with a very easygoing manners. So far a very positive surprise, indeed.Mrs. Janson brought us coffee and cakes, looked at us with a smile in her face and said, "Good luck to both of you."I asked Charlotte to sit down and have her coffee while I took a close look at the certificates she brought with. .. murder, actually." Her voice was low and sort of wispy, but I could clearly understand her every word."I'm fairly new here myself. Just passing through, really. I'm doing some grunt day labor over at the big grain silo in Bonner's Grove. Not many jobs hereabout, but I needed to make a little more money before going back out on the road. Seeing America, finding myself, getting my shit together ... you know." I do actually. I'm still trying to get my shit together also, but it has been a.