After the last grunt and moan and she had the contents of all their balls inside her she pulled up her panties and stood up straight and thanked them ...ll. I knew something was up because she is always home at fifteen till five and here it was seven o clock. Once in the house she tossed her purse on the coffee table and told me she had a story to tell. She reached under her skirt and pulled down her panties. She tossed them to me. My first reaction was to sniff them. But these where wet in the. "Bonden was brought forward. He had a few bruises. I greeted him, "Hello, Bonden. What was the reason for your attack? These people are no longer fighters."Bonden looked at me and said, "You are no longer a Sin Loos. I don't have to say anything to you." He looked defiant.I shrugged and said, "I said that we could do this the easy way or the hard way. You have chosen the hard way." I looked up, "Cut off his left little finger and cauterize it." He was taken away. A moment later I heard a scream. Maybe it was my age but I felt rejuvenated by these sights and the more I looked the more I wanted to touch. This place was just wall to wall poosey of the tender veriety. toward the end of the night I spotted these two young things behaving chracteristically youghful and in a non beligerant way teasing. I got into the swing of things laughing at what they laughed at and taking a swig of my drink at the same time they did. This helped to get us chatting. To cut a longer story short as the night. Maddy had never really been much of a nighttime dreamer, but thisnight was different. Her dreams were not really coherent, butthey were incredibly vivid, and they all had a connecting themeto them. Some were set in the exotic foreign places she had beenthinking about before bed, and some were set in the house, butthey all had a "storyline" about a beautiful woman in them. Inher dreams, Maddy was obsessed with the mysterious woman...Itseemed to her that she was constantly looking for her from.