Being new in the town I don't know many people, so that I often work too long.A daily highlight is my neighbor, a dark-haired mature lady. We had been...met before in the staircase and introduced each other formally, but not more.She always enters her balcony in the late forenoon at a regular time in a half-transparent bathing robe and a bikini. We greed each other, sometimes we chitchat a bit before I go on working and she sunbathe. She rubs her well-trained slim legs and arms with sun milk,. We didn't fuck, there wasn't time because other people had to shower. While the hot water heaters were good in the house, they weren't inexhaustible. But as we soaped our bodies, I told her about my naughty idea for Zoey and Stefani.“Ooh, you just want to get her in on the fun right away,” Melody groaned, her blonde hair matted to her shoulders. She was the only natural blonde in the family—Mom's came out of a bottle. “Mmm, Stefani's cute. I love her red hair. And then tonight... Pam's mom.”. Rebecca had come into the office in what he decided was his new favorite outfit. The white button up shirt skimmed her breasts, barely making out the perfect form beneath, thin black belts slung low on her hips, her legs encased in jeans that clung to her body before disappearing into black stiletto boots. The blond hair that he had dreamt about was casually pulled up, a few strands escaping to frame her face and neck. He was hard and it wasn’t even ten o’clock in the morning. Christ, how was. You are Roja. You challenge our warriors. Y ... you seek vengeance." Good." Roja shoved the ill-dressed man towards the stockade, and loped off into the night.From a hillside break of trees, Roja watched the man stumble to the stockade doors and bawl for entrance. Shouts were exchanged in the pre-dawn cold. The doors were opened and the man was pulled inside. The doors closed. From where he sat, Roja could hear talk and shouting begin. He moved farther back into the woods, away from the.