’ He nodded and released her, happy that she hadn’t rejected him. He took his bowl and a saucer of the meat and followed her back to the table. �...This is my famous Beef Tartare soup. This is thinly sliced beef tenderloin. Drop a few slices into the soup and stir it around. It’s cooked by the heat of the soup.’ He ate silently, enjoying the tiny pearl onions, quartered creamer potatoes with their skins and sliced mushrooms that comprised the rest of the soup. The tenderloin cooked perfectly and. He then took his knife from his pocket and began cutting her shirt from her body he admired her curvacious body and reached round to feel her large breats feeling her hard nipples and with his other hand pulling her underwear from her body. she had a small tuft of pussy hair but he didnt mind he drewled and moaned at the site of her body. he lowered his head to her ass and started to lick in circles gina couldnt resist she hated her body for reacting to his touch he mind said no but her body. ‘And you, what will youdo?’I thought before speaking, ‘Alex, I have no job and I do not want to goback to England. There is nothing there for me now. If Kritsada can helpme find a new job in Thailand, then I will stay here. If not, I willhave to start over again, something that would have terrified me a fewweeks ago, but now I would look forward to it. I need to do somethingdifferent. My time here has opened my eyes to a new life and I want toembrace it.’Alex said carefully, ‘And if I don't. And Hoss, Cayuse, and I could cover the roofline while we watched from our second story perch overlooking the back of the jail. We set up above Mason’s Hardware; Dave used it mostly for storage and was happy to cooperate. No charge.But someday, I’d have to address that back wall. Maybe put bars on the sides and back, making a sort of cage within the building.We rarely had any overnight prisoners in our little jail. I didn’t count the O’Brien twins — they were more like guests, often letting.