. ooo! I see you are quite behind; shall we go into the office here, George! Do you have a minute. I need your help”Together they look at the books ...nd then go into the office to talk to Mrs Campbell. Mrs Campbell is an attractive forty four year old with two children. She stands five foot three in stockinged feet, but five foot six in the heels she always wears. They cause her to tense and tighten and lean in a way which emphasises her still well structured body. Slowly the talk hovers around. I told her that I would only be a few minutes and to make herself at home. I returned to the bathroom where I blow dried my hair and applied my make up and while doing all of that my pussy began to ache again thinking about that gorgeous creature that was sitting in my living room looking so hot. I started to wonder if it was because it had been a few months since I had been with a real man and decided maybe I should try to find me a guy tonight, that maybe that would stop these fantasies I. “Back in the hallway where everyone else is located.”“What would it take to modify something to knock the others out with it?”“Not too much effort,” she said. “That was something your relatives were fairly efficient at doing to collect some of the more dangerous weapons assembled here.”“What about a knife balanced for throwing?”“This set of knives is designed for that, along with accuracy in mind.”I nodded. “Good. What would I need to do to modify it to knock out my targets?”She held up her. Nobilis wants to meet you somewhere?No, he said it came from someone else.Well, he wouldn't lie to you. So you don't know who sent it?No. Do you?I wish I did. Are you going?I don't know.Let me know, okay?Don't I always?I put the box away and went to bed. I found it difficult to sleep. I kept going through the long list of all the people who could have sent the box. Steiger? Unlikely. S.D.? No, impossible. I kept running through all the names of my friends but there were just too many. It could.