’ ‘I promise you I don’t know your David and I assure you I took that picture myself.’ ‘That’s impossible, I don’t really even know you....�� ‘Ooh but you do, I’ve held your naked body in my arms more than once,’ then I blew it, I could not contain my laughter any longer. ‘Alright you bastard, I’m missing something but I know there is a catch to all this and I plan to find out, even if I have to turn you in to the police as a stalker.’ I felt I had been mean enough, and my softer side finally took. " Sorry, I have work to do. Both of you change out of your school clothes," I looked at Helen and said, "and no panties for you."They both went into the house, while I went to the barn. With the rope falls I took out all one-quart mason jars that contained gold dust and flakes. An imperial quart would weigh almost fifty of the usual pounds, not the troy pounds. There was just twenty-four jars of them plus one only half full. I was tired from getting these out of the pit, for they weighted in at. They kept the talk simple, she told him how her husband was out of town right now and with his work, this was a regular routine. He knew, she must be getting comfortable talking to him or she would not have brought it up. They continued enjoying each other’s company and drinks all the way up until a quarter to ten when, she told him she must be going. They got up and he paid their tab. He walked her outside and to her truck and could tell she was feeling a little tipsy. She unlocked her door. Hitting on a particularly pleasing fantasy the Doctor had of his young companion, the Cyber-Planner suddenly yanked his cock out of Clara, grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to her knees. He let his trousers fall to the floor and tore her shirt off along the way. It hung around her bound wrists, masking any access she may have had to the knots. The Cyber-Planner unclasped and pushed her bra down as far as her trussed position would allow it to go and it remained caught around her elbows,.