Ruth began to move her hands gently over Terri's body, stopping at her breasts to massage her nipples, then slowly stroking down her stomach to below ...er naval. Ruth's fingers found their way between Terri's lower lips and began to circle over her clitoris. Terri's neatly trimmed pubic hair gently rubbed against Ruth's palm. Terri began to do the same to Ruth, and both women began to breathe in a more rapid way."Terri, lie down, there's something I've wanted to do for a long time," whispered. “Let the record show that Mr. Littleton refused to ask me politely, and that I am sitting down by my own choice.”“DO NOT put that on the record,” Mr. Littleton growled at the reporter.Jamie gave me a sharp look, and I sat down. I’d accomplished what I wanted. I’d hear it from Jamie, but I’d heard it before and I could take it. It was worth it to put Mr. Littleton off his game. I’d beat him before, and I’d beat him again. But now it was Jamie’s turn.“Mr. Littleton,” Jamie said. “I remind you. I had the requisite mentality, but giving it free reign could lead to trouble. It just had, though not for the first time. I needed to make a conciliatory gesture.To complicate matters, we were in heavy traffic near the airport, so time was limited. If the silk scarf had been any less visible, I might have missed it. I told her to give it to me, then cross her wrists. Sheila glared, but there was no hesitation. I folded the scarf into a narrow cord, then draped it over one of her arms. Sheila's. I took the time to visit several other estates, and they assured me that Sir Bornly was a bit of a bully and not really a threat as long as the rest of the neighborhood had the backing of the king. I assured them of that, and I left with a feeling that Sir Bornly was mostly a case of hot air.The next morning, I figured that I had better head back for some more hunting. I sure did not want to blow my cover. This time, Sir Jerlets, Sir Bornly's eldest son insisted on accompanying me. I could not.