Mike looked at me with a somewhat puzzled expression. "What? What did you say?" I might be able to arrange for you to meet a mature, extremely attract...ve woman .... Oh, five foot five about 125 pounds, with hazel eyes, light shoulder-length brown hair, nice breasts, fantastic long legs, ... and she absolutely loves to fuck and suck!" What? What do you mean?" he responded, still confused and baffled by this sudden turn of conversation. "I don't understand." "Let me show you a possibility," I. .." Zara began, "Um, it's been my experience that our mature women, and by that I do not mean elderly. That our mature women often find solace and enjoyment if they begin with a younger woman."Zara searched Liz's eyes for the answer before Liz had formulated one.Liz finally began to respond, but got no further than, "I ... I..." Zara got up and came out from behind the desk and placed a hand on Liz's shoulder."Now it may sound strange. In fact, it is strange. But hear me out, Liz. Being with. I then move to your belly button, and it is like I am making love to it with my tongue. From there I move to the bend of your legs which also makes you giggle. I nuzzle in the soft pubic hair you have above your pussy, but I ignore your clit for now. I move down your right leg, just as I had done when you were on your stomach, then I move to your feet and toes. Now it’s off to the left leg and I work my way up. As I near the top of your thigh, you start moving your hips, trying to hurry me to. Karen laughed again. ‘Even if you knew how to use that thing, which you obviously don’t, you won’t shoot me. What is it that doctors swear? Do no harm?’ Digging into her pocket again, she pulled out a lighter. ‘Time for you and Kevy-Boy to die.’ I closed my eyes and jerked the trigger. Nothing happened. My eyes popped open and I stared at the damned thing. It was broke! I held it out and stared at it. With a flick of her thumb, Karen lit the cloth on fire. The safety! I’d forgotten the safety!.