White." "Number nine. That's a milestone. Follow me. I want to treat you to your tenth." Mr. Red tried to play it cool. It was a special treat...to be invited anywhere with the club president. He had a leisurely walk and from time to time pulled the lease on his pets, causing one of the girls head to yank back with a small yelp. Watching the girls crawl, Mr. Red felt himself getting hard again. Their pussies were so smooth they had to be shaved and each of their little assholes were. Shedding clothes while doing some sort of foot dance was difficult but eventually they were both naked as they entered the bedroom. "Lubricate it", he spat. "Make it moist so I can shove it up your bum". He didn't ask if she would suck him, but as she had made no objection to 'fucking' he was sure she knew how to suck. He needn't have been concerned, she sank till she was level with his erection and taking a grip of his balls, closed her mouth over his throbbing cock and sucked till it was. He came along to meet us, he seems fine, so we agreed that he'll move in at the end of the week, and pay rent from the first of July. That's also good because it means we can leave more of our stuff there over the summer because Rory will be living there." Thank goodness for that! I was worrying about how much we could carry; I thought that I'd have to send a box of stuff home by Red Star, and I didn't fancy lugging it down to the station." Is Rory going to be taking over running your pools. The days turned into weeks, and the weeks turned into months, and Charles’ routine continued much unchanged. Perhaps as he cycled or walked past Lucy he would slow down evermore, his eyes lingering in places they shouldn’t. One particularly fine evening in late September he went for a walk. His former wife, Lara has called him, insisting he increase her living allowance. He was furious and told her to contact his lawyer. The walk would clear his head. Despite it was far too long to be.