30 at night dressed in a flasher mac and high-heels needed explaining. But honesty was going to the be best policy. "Hi Simon, for the last load of ...onths I've listened to you fuck half of Salford and now I think it's my turn," was more or less going to be your opening gambit.The door opened, you opened your mouth to speak, but before you could he spoke. "Well, well," he said, "I'm guessing you aren't here to borrow a cup of sugar at this time of night dressed like that now, are you? . Disgruntled, she turned away and scanned the tree line but the thick, scrub bushes and tall, leafy trees gave away no secrets. Worse, the dark, mottled shadows they cast might hold secrets of their own. Some of the Red Guard must have escaped and she half expected them to make an appearance any time now. She would have been vigilant anyways, but now she was almost paranoid. She had Uud and Syl dragging close to a mile behind and was rotating Knottline guards in and out on each side beyond the. He's nice. He doesn't drink or smoke like the rest of these guys do. He's also very Catholic! You know what I mean?" I get it," I replied. "But," Carlos said, "he's desperate to make some more money to send home! So, good Catholic, or not, I think he'd...do what you like to do. You know? For the money, that is! Besides," he added with that curious smirk, or smile he could often flash, he's lonely! He's HORNY!" Thank you, Carlos," I replied. "You have always been very helpful to me in these. I felt at odds that morning, I felt alive and aware, my senses were so keen, and his scent or smell made my nostrils flair, as I drank him in and sat closer to him, with me turned sideways, so my knee was on the bench, touching his leg, and I leaning back against it, listening to him complimenting me on my beauty and vitality.Then suddenly there was a great warmth on my knee and inner thigh. he had been gesticulating about something and when he finished, put his hand down on my exposed inner.