.." He stopped what he was doing to see what she would do. She mumbled something, then went back into her deep sleep. "Good little girl," he thought, ...go back to sleep so I can finish up down here!" He began rubbing her clit again, very gently, as he didn't want her stirring again! He moved his face so that it was directly over her pink folds of skin. He was so close to her pussy, and finally stuck his tongue out to touch her folds of pink skin. She was soaking wet, his tongue didn't need to. " I didn't see it before but I called as soon as I saw it." Great," the voice said. "By the way my name is Davis Cranston. Have you got a minute. I can tell you what I'm looking for." OK. Sure, Mister Cranston" she answered. "I was walking home and I have some time." Oh. You're walking home," he said pensively. "Why that's great. Are you near Parker Street?" Sure." Megan answered. "I'm less than two blocks from there right now." Well, if you have about five minutes, I can tell you and show you. " He paused for a moment. "Don't you have a wife who's good with history?" Yes, Abigail. You're right. Last night I commanded her to do some research for me. There's nothing in history of The Code ever condemning the monks." Until now," replied Jibran smiling."Yes, until now. Look, the Sacred symbol to standby. I think it's about to start."The women of Australia put on quite a show. The Code spent over an hour wailing against the corruptness of the Priesthood and how it had lost its way. It was. A conquest, even one with hair as thin as his own, was one to relish. Of course, he could still afford to pay for younger flesh, a habit he’d still not foregone, but there was more pleasure to be gained from sex with a woman who appreciated him for other things than the well-invested wealth that could reward a job well done. Sam still liked a young lady. He especially loved the way younger women exposed so much bare flesh, often letting their trousers hang dangerously close to the zone after.