”“Thank you, Captain. I trust we shall have opportunities to get to know each other,” Mirabel answered nicely.They stepped into the gardens and ...irabel looked at Thomas.“Are you quite certain that Florence will want to leave? She is quite taken by Mr. Darby.”“Who fought with us at Sant’Antioco. Besides, they might mistake her for you.”“Oh, you mean...”Thomas nodded. “I’m not saying you look like sisters, but if some assassin was given a superficial description of you...”“I see. We must warn. Listen to this...". She must have put the phone by her pussy because I heard her fingers working inside her juicy cunt. With a tremor in her voice she asked if I would want to fuck her given the chance. I replied yes again.She moaned a bit then with an aggression I never heard from her voice said, "I am going to come soon Peter. I want to wait for you. When you are ready to come, I want you to say something...say 'uh huh' when you're ready. Okay? Her voice rose on that last word. I. I took theice cream and sat down. "Get me a spoon from the kitchen, Dave." Uh, OK. Which way is the kitchen?"I pointed out the door, "To your left one door down. You can't miss it."I smiled. He asked, "Where are the spoons?" Dave, show some initiative. I like to boss you around, you like to bebossed around, but I shouldn't have to tell you every detail all thetime. Remember now, though, one spoon and one spoon only is yourmission. This is my ice cream."He looked a little crestfallen but. I won't hurt you." Wh-Why do you have a g-gun?" None of your business. Now go sit down and be quiet." Can I put my milk in your refrigerator?"Leon nodded. Matilda placed her grocery bag on the counter and put the milk and mayonnaise inside the refrigerator. She turned, leaning on the refrigerator and staring at the stranger. Then she sat at the kitchen table and looked around. His apartment wasn't in much better condition than hers.Leon paced. He alternated between looking through the peep hole.