Whether or not he's older or younger than me is irrelevant. So long as he has a penis that can do the job, then I am all for his attentions. He would ...rder me a drink, we would talk for a little while and then he would take me outside, to the cool air of the late night. The fantasy here goes one of two ways. Either we fuck behind the building, in the dark alleyway, where all the trash cans are and most likely, discarded needles from drug users, or we get a taxi and fumble around in the back of. "Envoy Dravid," said the woman who was waiting in the sunlit tower chamber. "Please be seated." She indicated a thin woven mat on the ground, identical to the one on which she was seated cross-legged in the yogic lotus posture. Dravid scanned the room and surrounding area and couldn't believe his luck. No guards, no weapons, no defences. In short, no Safe Care at all. Dravid was unable to believe that his mission could be this easy to accomplish. He looked at the woman who was watching him. Mister Hamm or "Danny" was down on his knees under the counter doing the final inventory of their stock of office supplies and she pretended not to notice him upon her return. She stood directly in front of him with her long skirts brushing against his shoulder and the side of his beautiful head. It didn't take long for the young man to realize he had a young girl's business within inches of his face and he wondered if he should make his presence known by announcing his proximity. Mary reached. The morning wore on slowly but it was now perceptibly lighter and the first faint stirrings of a breeze marked cat’s paws on the surface. A patch of sky grew brighter, denoting a hazy sun. It wouldn’t be long now. It still lacked an hour of noon when Cadfael brought his ship to harbour. A gentle breeze had risen and dispersed the last of the mist and in the clear light that followed, the World looked new-made. At this time of the year, Samos was a green isle. By autumn, the hot sun would have.