Angie lived in our house in the help's quarters, the property manager and his wife watched over her. Mother and Father never went to the help's quarte...s, however as a child I spent more time there than anywhere else in the house. When my parents were away, which was most of the time, I would live with Angie.She had a small suite: a nice sized bedroom, a sitting room and a full bath.Most of the time I would sleep on the couch unless I was sad or scared, then I slept with Angie. At least that was. Bending down once again I licked her nips as my finger carried on rubbing the front of her knickers. “Hold your skirt up” I said, when she did I crouched down in front of her, pulled her knickers to one side and licked her hairy gash, it must have been only a couple of minutes when she groaned louder, dropped her skirt and climaxed again.I stood up and unbuttoned my jeans, as they fell to the floor and my erection was plain to see I pushed her towards the work bench. Lifting up her skirt I put. Even after driving over it a few times in the last month, it is still hard going."Sorry kid. it will get better." I say over my shoulder sympathetic. When he doesn't reply. I ask Saber, sitting next to me for some help. "Saber could you see if you can find some mint leave in my script?" Sure," he picks up my herb bag and starts to paw through the contents. "What do they look like?" They are green and smell like mint." I say, some what unsure. I only have Saul's say so for what is int there."um". Clara smiled as her eyes fluttered. Of course Lukas had found her, he’d probably been tracking her since she entered the woods. ‘Looks like a little treat someone left out for us,’ said a second voice, and Clara’s eyes sprang open fully, darting around till she found the source of the voices. Two men were in the little heart tree clearing with her, soldiers by the looks, and Maharians by their accents. She fought back a moment of pure panic, reminding herself that she was a healer, and under.