She has arrived, at last, and she is not going to leave in a hurry.Ah, Le Maroc. Matilda has been religiously saving her unemployment payments for mon...hs for this once-in-a-life-time trip. And now she is here, actually walking in the scenes of The Sheltering Sky that she has watched countless times in her little attic in Munich.Already she feels out of place. With her Munich shades on, her curly red hair flying in the brilliant sun and her tight-fitting light trousers, she is standing out like. " Pin it up. I can work around it today."We got her posed and comfortable with a mug of hot tea on the table next to her for her to sip on and get the chill out of her bones. As I painted, I told her about the call from Mrs. James about her brother and that there was no way to guess when she might be home. I told her she was afraid he might not live through the night so I was half way expecting a call at any time. Since I hadn't had one yet, well, no news was good news.The session went well. I. I can hardly bear it… touching your bum.. I move my moistened forefinger to your other cavity…knowing full well how you love me to stimulate this other most secret of crevices before later stroking your hungry maw below… the pad of my finger..strokes, twirls and attempts to investigate you….you buck your hips…suddenly, you lift your head and bite me hard on my shoulders, realigning your warm, moist and wet lips just above my wet steely hard object of your desire… just when I can hardly bear it. “Lord Panthi, a moment if you please.”He didn’t have to worry about Queen Mensillin reprimanding him for disrupting the meeting since this was how the meetings usually ended when Janis was in town. Kaarthen watched the Queen disappear with Marcos. The two were very comfortable together, much more so than Janis who still bristled.“You should have said something too, or does that man not listen to you?” Janis snapped as they moved away from the others.Kaarthen gave her a big fake smile, “I can.