They must have been waiting, because the response was almost immediate."Hey!" said Carol Hollerith, his wife of nearly fifteen years. "Where are you, ...on?"It was their usual greeting. She'd ask and he'd answer as he always did. "I'm not home, that's for sure." She knew he couldn't say. But if he ever answered in any other way, she'd know that he was in trouble, somewhere.The relief on her face was clear. "Well, Merry Christmas, again, you crusty old Navy dog," she laughed. "Here's the kids."He. This made her feel sexy and she had noticed that the chillk from the air con had mad her large pink nipples stand errect. She uncrossed her legs and opened her legs at an angle so so the group of balding blokes could see her young hairy pussy. She could see how badly they wanted her and she knew she would end up on her back being screwed senseless by these horny older men. With this she told Dave she was goin and he said that he’d stay for the three hours before last orders. As she walked out. When you get home you open the trunk and pull me out before I have a chance to find out where I am taking me down the stairs to your dungeon setting me on the floor you look down at me smiling “hello there little one” you look over my body well licking your lips as you see all my curves walking over to me you start to caress me slowly and gently you see me look up with fear in my eyes desperately moving my body away from you. “shush little one I’m not going to hurt you , yet” you tell me in a. . are well." Thank you, Ksenia. I hope you are well, too. Mister Sutherland, there will be a meal waiting for you when we get home." Very good, Carl. I'll trust Bob to put the Piper away; we need to get home."Missus Griffiths must have been watching the drive, because the door opened as they approached it, #5045 in Joshua's arms, Ksenia by his side and slightly behind."Welcome home, sir." Thank you, Missus Griffiths." He stepped to the side and indicated Ksenia with a nod. "This is Ksenia..