Perhaps I will send you there tobe trained as a ponygirl. You might enjoy that Miss Altmell, being harnessedin an array of leather straps, a bit wedge... between your teeth, everyday spent trotting around the island with a whip being applied to yourbuttocks.“There is a market for young attractive women like you. A marketbigger than you can possibly imagine. You are a valuable commodity, orat least you will be when you are a fully-trained bonded whore.”Linsey was still immaculately. I leant backwards allowing a few pictures of my clock sliding into her cunt, the sun catching on the soaked prick as it slid in an out, I thought how good that would look and hoped they would email me the pics. I wasn’t going to last long but thought this is my best chance of tasting the delights of anal so I pulled out and knelt down again licking and soaking her ass with as much saliva as possible. I slid a finger in and then a second and stood up and pushed my cock back in her pussy to. We finished,pushed plates away, and sipped our remaining wine. A busboy cleared awaythe empty dishes."I am so happy that I ran into you. It is always a pleasure havingdinner together. Look forward to seeing you tomorrow."She hugged and cheek-kissed Patti and me, signaled Janice, signed forher dinner and wine, then departed.When our wine glasses were empty, Janice returned and asked if we wanteddessert or anything more to drink. We declined, Patti signed for dinnerand we returned home.After. None of them had thought that the only contact address or number that the police had was for Christine's house."Why does he need to talk to you?" she asked now."I've no idea mom. I guess I'll just have to phone him to find out."The reading of Glen's last will and testament the next day was a less harrowing experience than the funeral had been. Unsurprisingly, Glen had left his entire estate to Christine or, in the event that Christine's death preceded his own, it was to be divided equally.