Isn't that right?" Both dad and I recognized that tone, it was her "Don't Tread on Me" voice and she didn't use it very often, but when she did it was...easier to duck than fight. There was no studying for me that night, I was worn out. I was in bed, still grinning by 9 PM. I don't think I rolled over till the alarm went off at 6:30. The next morning at breakfast, mom handed me a paper bag. "Here' there are two sets of underwear; take those with you next time, the least those two can do is send. He grabbed his bag from the corner of the room, she could only hear his soft footsteps as she lay silently on the bed. When he returned she felt his hands touch her pussy then felt him applying clothespins to each side of her folds, pulling them apart, exposing even her hidden secrets to him. She heard a soft click, then silence, as she felt a chill come over her body, she knew he had brought the video camera and was filming her.The silence is interrupted by a door opening, then closing again.. As they walked further, they began to hear strange sounds deep in the woods. It was then that they noticed that the birds they would occasionally see flitting about in the trees were no longer there. The woods took on a more ominous air, and the trio walked cautiously down the narrow rugged trail.The strange sound continued to follow them, just out of sight, back in the trees. It was a menacing growling sound, like some great beast stalking them. The further the three walked, the louder and. Elizabeth joined in laughing so hard they nearly fell off the bed. As they resumed their cuddling and catching up on the business of running his agents, John confessed the he relied on Elizabeth and that she deserved a promotion of sorts. He officially made her his lieutenant, and as a reward asked her what he could give her as a gift for services rendered. She was taken back somewhat. Not expecting anything but a thank you for saving mom. So she joked, ‘Besides that great fuck?’ He looked at.