Take it all, just let me go.”He grabbed the purse from her with his free hand and tossed it carelessly into the corner of the elevator.********With ... sideways glance at Michael, Karen stealthily allowed her purse to slip to the floor next to her foot.********He took a step toward her, his gaze purposeful. “Oh, I plan to take it all, Red…a little at a time. Now turn around and show me that cute little booty of yours.” He gave her an evil smile. “Or should I just help myself?” He reached his hand. She said yes is that a problem? I told her no, just as long as he is a good lover. She said Kate told her he has a long day cock and he fucks for hours. OK sweetheart I said then I asked about her outfit. She said Kate told her William loves white married women wearing stockings. Are those stockings I asked. She raised the Hem of her skirt to show me she was wearing brand new nude colored stockings held up with a white garter belt. She was wearing matching white lace panties do I had to ask if. I tapped Sean on the knee telling him to look down and to tell me what he saw. He was looking down toward the area I was pointing at and got a quizzical look on his face when he spotted the same thing I had. I had the Captain spiral out a little farther, and saw two more of the same thing as did Sean. I then told the Captain to take us to Reno. I got on the cell and made arrangements for a car to be waiting for our use. I told the Captain to go back to Nellis and refuel, rearm, and come back to. To a small amount of people; ageing sportsmen and dedicated bibliophiles who had actually been inside, the sign (Of pealing gilt and a colour that would one day be known as “British Racing Green”.) above the door pronounced it to be “Cavendish Sporting Books”. To a tiny amount of people, who on entering the establishment knew to ask; “Perchance do you have anything on fencing?” and who were led through the stacks which smelt of athleticism gone to seed and fishing tackle not sufficiently dried.