" They're likely to be just hired men," Caerys pointed out. "Inside the shrine it'll be different." We'll see." No, Gabriel, please." Caerys scrambled...into the front as well, kicking the van out of gear once on the way. "If you try to sneak in there, they'll get you. They're expecting that, you have to do something different." Make an entrance, you mean?" He considered it."My father's expecting your father — his power will be spread thin to detect intruders and target them. If you surprise. I smiled coyly in reply and began preparing myself in the mirror for my next customer. A quick check on my make-up, especially my light pink lipstick, a brush of my hair and then I reached into my bag to retrieve my 'work clothes' for the day. I placed a pile of my folded clothes on the sink counter and pulled off my pink woolly jumper and white vest top. My boobs were hidden only by my pink lace bra, I kept it this way. Then I stood from the stool I was sitting on and slid down my baggy, grey. The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story was inspired by the 1930s song ‘Is ‘E an Aussie, Is ‘E, Lizzie?’ by Flotsam and Jetsam. ********************** I reminded myself I mustn’t stay too long in the sun. My overall tan had faded years ago and my skin would burn even. I lean in and give her a deep long kiss. It never fails to get her motor running. And we start to make out passionately. She ends up on top of me as usual, and I push her down between my legs and she takes my cock in her warm wet mouth. Now we had turned off all the lights but I could see Dave standing near the door from the light cast by the street lamp outside. I called out "hey Dave" softly. Almost to softly I thought at first but he moved into the bedroom and right behind Miki. Gently he.