Grimmig lächelnd stellte er sich ihr enttäuschtes Gesicht vor, als sie keine Wertsachen finden konnte. Wohlweisslich hatte er alles Wertvolle aus se...nem Besitz in einem Lederbeutel draussen aus einem Flurfenster der Herberge in der er gastierte gehängt. Dort würde es keiner Suchen.Und sein Schwert lag mit einem Glöckchen gesichert unter seinem Bett. Die Hure hätte es gar nicht so vorsichtig bewegen können das er nicht wach geworden wäre. Also hatte er noch alle wichtigen Dinge im Besitz. Zwar. I have given up (mostly) the idea of romance, and lessened my wish to meeting her, and having fun. A let's see what happened attitude.We have exchanged photo's before—I would recognize her right away.Suddenly, a bronze SUV shows up towing a ski boat.Linda waves at me, as like she was expecting me to be there. She backs the boat down the ramp, a rare trait for most gals, and get out of the truck and we introduce ourselves—we exchange a quick hug, and then she tells me to loosen the line of the. Angie winked."You just might be right," she ventured. "I'm really turned on right now and you are so hot! This keeps getting better and better."The cab ride was short, depositing us in front of Ruth's Chris Steak House on Dearborn. Well, okay; the bar is kinda nice and I might be hungry enough for a small filet later, but... Angie wrapped my arm in hers and hurried us inside to escape the evening chill. We made our way into the bar. I was musing to myself how long it had been since I had a. I moaned and reached for her.She stood up, and I was able to appreciate her full beauty. Her elegant legs were enhanced by the sheer black stockings she wore. She reached behind her and unclasped the lacy blue bra, exposing her pert conical breasts and her large chocolate brown nipples to my hungry gaze. I reached out and slowly, deliberately, ran the back of my forefinger around the curve of her breasts. As my fingertip brushed over her nipple, she gave a sigh, the first sound she’d made since.