It was the early hours when they released her from questioning. She crawled exhausted and shell-shocked into bed. Her dreams were confused. They were ... mixture of murder and fucking. Somehow Daniel and the hit woman featured in both aspects. She knew the importance of keeping the hit woman secret to herself. That was a prerequisite to her future survival. But there was one other aspect to the events of last night. Tommy had confirmed that Katherine was being held at Big Eddie’s mansion. Daniel. Leo was a pretty good package. His only fault was his horribly stereotypical local accent, but he was a dark Mediterranean handsome, incredibly witty, and working through a PhD in Art History at one of the renowned local universities. It was an interesting mix to hear his thick Mark Walberg accent talking about the Renaissance and high-brow cultural topics. Despite the first night being Chris&Jeff's attempt at a double date with Leo and yourself, Leo had seemed uninterested in anything romantic. ’ ‘What?’ ‘He paid me the money. Do you want to show me what to do with it?’ ‘Oh. Oh yes. You’re been here only twenty minutes and have made your first sale. Congratulations.’ ‘Thanks, do I get a kiss?’ ‘Get fresh with me and you’re out of here,’ Tess grinned. Yes thought Dean. She actually grinned. He made sure she saw he was staring at her tits and looked up and noticed her embarrassment. Good. Both the tourists and Callum looked exasperated so Dean thought he’d try. He grabbed a couple of. "Yes, Sir!", she chirped, widening her legs upward a bit, and letting one hand reach back into her hair, posing for him like some 60's sex symbol.He moved his hand down, putting the pen between her twitching buttocks. Then he touched it on her arsehole.Suddenly, Mum let out a deafening groan, almost a roar, of mixed lust and indignation, as he pushed it up her arse!I watched the lewd, shocking sight of Mum and the optician having a very rude sex session. He was in there with her, and Mum was.