It smells fresh… of grass and work and fresh linen, and is mixed with scents of his own body, male and strong. It is beautiful to her. Missing Silas... Jarrah begins to run her hands over her smooth, glistening skin. It has been days since she has felt his touch, and she is craving him. But he will not be home for several hours yet… Looking over her body, she sees her nipple stiffen in anticipation, its rosy brown glow visible through the fine white cotton dress. With a gentle firmness, she. Her body was soon writhing with pleasure. She suddenly stiffened, her hands held my head to stop me removing my mouth from her pussy and she started her climax. Her love juices were flowing freely and what I couldn't drink I let dribble down my chin. She shuddered and trembled and writhed for a good minute before her body started to go limp and she released her hold on my head. I removed my mouth from her pussy and rested my head on her stomach. Her hand caressed my hair. We said nothing - we. "Sometimes when I write a letter, I just start off on the wrong foot. Start over, baby. Just tell me what's going on in your head."Maybe he was right. Later after we'd washed up the dishes, I sat back down in front of the damned computer. I moved the mouse and the screensaver flickered away. The opening paragraph stared back at me from the screen. For about the twentieth time, I read it again.I've been a naughty girl and I haven't been completely and utterly honest with you. I have extreme. Grabbing them, I hurried into the garden workshop, mypersonal space of security, my hiding place where I could examine thecontents of the envelope in complete privacy.The note simply said:"If you don't want these to get out around the village, to your work andon the internet, you had better do as you are told. Inside the envelopethere is an appointment card, keep the appointment!"The card was at the bottom of the envelope and looked quite innocuous onface value, it was for a cosmetic parlour.