Oh-oh, time is escaping faster now. My hands begin to sweat and I loose precious time fumbling with the zipper of the hoodie. My aural sensor array is...now at sixty three percent and falling fast like a brick in the sky. I manage to do it and zip it up. I lost precious time with the zipper.Shit!! Where is he? My sensors!!!Ok I hear the safe closing. I have mere seconds to complete my mission!!Hoodie is on, I take three steps and now I am standing in ground zero. It felt as time stood still, the. It was surprising to me that there was a sizable contingent of anti-fox-hunting opponents making a nuisance of themselves right outside the castle grounds and that there were police and press vans watching for the hunt to begin with the sounding of horns and the baying of the hounds released in pursuit of the elusive fox. It all seemed so confrontational with people lining up on one side or the other and it was all totally confusing to me because it seemed so unnecessary for such a traditional. I saw her glance toward the table near the door, where my can of Lysol was sitting. She said, “Spray down the couch first? Six rolls?”I nodded.“Five minutes?”“Five minutes,” I agreed.“Okay.” She turned and bent over to retrieve her phone from her shorts, giving me an incredible view of her tight little ass.I headed straight for the Lysol, not taking my eyes off the display she was putting on. By the time I snatched it up, she was kicking off her shoes. I liberally sprayed down one end of the. His target this evening was a very attractive blonde, probably in her mid-forties he thought, well rounded of hip and with a substantial chest well exposed by the deep décolletage of her dress and carefully made up. He walked to the bar and ordered a drink. He indicated the next stool along from the lady and enquired if he might sit there, to which she agreed there would be no harm in him doing so.The lady, whose name was Jackie, seemed to gradually warm to him and they chatted for about an.