“You can come in!” he cried.Tessa arrived within minutes. “How could you tell?”“Look at the pictures. Pure Bradshaw. No Wandjina depicting c...oud and rain spirits. It’s very old. Many thousands of years.”“I see the images, but I sense nothing.”“Yes. Once there was meaning here. But no more. The spirits that were here have gone. I cannot see whence they have gone. Perhaps my father could know; perhaps the one who taught me, Rock-Wallaby. There is nothing here for us. Let us look at the other. That would have been embarrassing and I could not take her to the Dr. or even lie saying that I am her husband as I had no documents to prove.I had asked her that I wanted to mouth fuck her instead which was much safer, she allowed and I use to fuck her in the mouth till I came, spilling inside she would keep her lips together with an O opening of the mouth to give me the pleasure as she would watch me enjoying her, but all said and done I had mentioned to her that fucking her anus was more. Yes we are home right now. Good, we’ll see you in twenty minutes.”I led her to the bedroom, asked her where the sexy little mini dress I bought her was, “it got ripped yesterday as a matter of fact” she replied, “That’s ok baby” I said “you can wear this!” I told her holding up a see through top, and very short skirt. She swallowed hard, “but the repair guy is coming over!” her voice trembled a little. “I’m sure you want to tease the repair guy, you like being my whore don’t you?” Without. Everyone called it that even though she did no sewing at all. Phillip had his ‘study’ and so she had a ‘sewing room.’ They were basically the same thing, just a retreat for them both, a place in the house that was totally and uniquely their own, inviolate. Elizabeth locked the door behind her and sat at her desk. After she turned on her computer, she got up to make sure the curtains were tightly closed. There was a tightness in her stomach, her heart was beating faster, her breath came in.