Bruce had long ago figured that these animals called humans had lost the power to detect smell, probably because they covered themselves with chemical...solutions that masked body odours.But, perhaps not this time. Bruce could feel, almost tangibly, the tenseness between these two. They were touching their paws together and then Bruce saw them touch their mouths briefly. Bruce yawned to clear the mixed messages from his sinuses and got up to relieve his bladder against a litterbin.BRUCE.. Louise blurted back in one fast sentence. Her head still spinning and her pussy calling for someone to finish the job. Her face flustered and red."C'mon. Lets go inside and you can tell your bestie all about it". Vicky said.Louise leads and they go up the steps and Vicky is slightly behind her. Vicky thinks she can smell sex on her friend and looking at Louises jogging bottoms notices a little damp patch at the back just below her bottom. "Lets go straight to the changing room". Vicky says,. His Florida tan barely colored his pink skin."Beer," I said. "Now and then." Can you quit?" he asked."Probably," I said, nodding. "I was downing a quart of booze every day back then, and I stopped doing that." Mr. Harder does not like you, says you're a wise guy and too damn old, bad for discipline he says, a trouble maker." The young man nodded his agreement and raised one thin eyebrow as he refolded the letter."Not much I can do about it." Buzzy and I had exchanged perhaps twenty words since. .. client got what he was paying for.”“A special movie for ... What?” Jake surmised. “A training film or something? Ancient Greek battle?”Béla frowned, definitely not interested in telling him. The previous owner and his cameraman, along with two actresses who had been executed during the production of that ‘artistic’ film were buried under the floorboards Jake was standing on.Béla remembered quite vividly. Her boyfriend, rightly nicknamed ‘the Rat’, had sold her as well as two other, young,.