"I'm not planning on living here permanently," he laughed."Same time tomorrow?" she asked, when she rose. "I will join you forbreakfast." That would b... nice," Ray said absently. He looked at his arm. If hisfriends in the DEA ever saw an arm like that they'd 'know' what theperson was. That set him thinking. 'What had possessed him to takethis job in this tin-pot little South American banana republic? Hecould have been having fun with napalm in the jungles of Columbiainstead. The DEA would have. I want to torture you more.?I wondered what she had in mind. My cock twitched. ?Yes Mistress Anita.?I followed Anita inside after she untied me. My arms and legs were stiff and I had some trouble walking. She led me to her shower. I washed my hair and bathed. I was thirsty and drank a lot of water. She let me stand in the warm water for a long while before she reached in, turned the water off, and pulled the shower curtain open.?Dry off and go make me some dinner.? Anita handed me a towel.?Yes. You had almost forgotten about her completely when this snowy December night came along.Anna was standing in the doorway, white snow gathering on top of her strawberry blonde hair and her face was slightly paled from the cold. She was wearing a tight purple turtleneck sweater, but was otherwise unprepared for the weather. But it wasn't her appearance that confused you so much. By her feet were two large suitcases and a small handbag, also covered in snow. "Hey." She said simply, her smooth. "Ass up... 'SMACK' Ass in the air"Oh what a sight it was to see this young woman naked, with incredible curves, thrusting her ass in the air, with her knees slightly apart. Her butt was tight with her puckered little hole perfectly centered. Her pussy lips were visibly puffy and wet. I let her lay there a few minutes while I enjoyed the scenery.I started by softly running my hands and fingertips over her body. Down her arm, across her thighs, teasing and touching. Kissing a spot or two,.