‘I think he actually invited Joey,’ I smiled. ‘He wants to discuss a job with him. I just sort of tagged along. Hope you don’t mind,’ I adde... somewhat aggressively. ‘Oh, not all, Chloe,’ she smirked again, looking first at her own beautifully displayed body and then at my fully covered one. ‘Not at all!’ She pulled Derrick away with the need to ‘meet someone.’ The bitch, I thought. I decided to go see where Joey was. I got two large drinks from the bar and set out to find him. I found Joey. It was slightly raining but I didnt mind. I loved the rain. When I got to the cemetery I found an old oak tree and opened the book I had brought. There was a strange fog swirling around the tree but I barely noticed. I put on some old classical music. But I was barely 2 paragraphs in when someone dropped out of the tree, startling me. Oh! I could see it was a boy. He scattered the dead leaves around him but they settled. He stood up and promptly said, I apologise miss. I did not mean to startle. She held my head tight, directing the penetration to where she needed it, softly humming with each pass. We heard a door close as someone entered the stairway on the floor above us. I lowered her leg and we exited through a door into the courtyard. In the courtyard there was gazebo with 2 egg-shaped suspended wicker chairs. This was a perfect place to continue what we had started. I placed her in one of the swinging chairs and she was able to easily spread her legs through the side supports.. Frau Kurtz tried to make conversation. ‘Herr Lancer, I hadn’t realised that you spoke German. Where did you learn our language?’ A wave of nostalgia swept over me. ‘I had a German girlfriend for a while, but I haven’t spoken German for some time.’ I smiled at Ulrika. ‘Maybe you and your brother will be able to help me. English in exchange for German: that seems fair.’ Frau Kurtz drew in her breath sharply. ‘I hope that Karl and Ulrika will be far too busy learning to have any time for.