I realized that when the one we retrieved from the Dame herself was a decoy. The Villain’s safe is like a legend. I am not even sure it exists, but ... believe so. And we don’t know exactly where it is. But if rumours are true, I know how to open it. The device Dad has planted will hopefully clear things out for us.” Only after she said it she realized her choice of the word ‘planted’ made Mom and Dad smile.“We should be able to hear when they open the safe. Though the locator we will then learn. M. He looked up at the train timetable on the wall. He had two hours before the train was due to arrive. All thoughts of Goethe and the theatre receded, vanishing back into the past along with his mother’s garden. Strange, he mused, how often a single word, a sound or an aroma can initiate in the mind an entire sequence of memories, thoughts and reminiscences. Plato believed that the mind contained deep within it, shrouded wisdom that the soul had gathered in previous existences and at certain. I pulled her close to, played a song and we danced. Then I placed my lips on her and while kissing I pressed her butts there she gave a soft morn. I knew this was the time. I picked her up in arms took her in the bedroom. And started kissing her neck, earlobes. I knew by this time she would have been wet down. I took off her t-shirt she was in a black bra. Oh forget to tell you guys about her stats, but I won’t. I don’t believe in stats, be it plum curvy lady or skinny I make sure that they are. She carefully laid our clothes on the chair in her room. She motioned me to sit on her bed. We lay down on the bed, hugged and began kissing. Kissing Johara was every bit as sweet now as it had been two years ago. Blood rushed south and engorged my manhood. My hardness bulged my boxers out, pressing into Johara's thigh. Johara squirmed so her legs rubbed it.I turned my attention to her firm, curvaceous breasts. I used my lips, tongue and fingers to heighten Johara's craving for sexual union..