Valerie and I changed places after two hours so I could get a break andhandle the navigating.The first signs of the city got the kids to attention. Th...re wasn'tmuch to see but they were awed by the tall apartment complexes thatdwarfed the ones in Massachusetts. Meandering through the Bronx andinto Queens they saw some of the famous sights in the distance and weredrawn by how many tall buildings there were. They were so awed by thebuildings that they didn't even notice that we had driven. The Sutter mansion was the largest house on the street, right next to me. It had become occupied three months ago by what appeared to be three couples in their early thirties. I didn't really pay much attention to them, and we never communicated.I almost never had visitors, and was shocked when I heard a knock at my front door. I sat my beer can down and padded over, closing my bathrobe as I walked. I opened the door and there stood the three ladies from the Sutter mansion. I was so shocked I. He and Annette were as deeply in love as ever. The physical aspects had developed slowly. Harry was allowed access to her naked breasts and a clothed bottom but she still could not bring herself to allow him to touch her 'down there' as she still referred to it. Nor had she done anything with Louise.She and Louise were still as close. Both were in the university hockey team as well as playing for Wiltshire and the Western Region. The special link they had on the hockey field was still very much. I must have been there for an hour when a uniformed black man suddenly opened the door, walked in, and sat on the table 2 feet away from me. "You know Miss, your in big trouble." "What's this about? Why am I here?" He looked at my breasts. My nipples were hard as rocks from the excitement. "d**g smuggling is a serious crime." "I'm not a smuggler. The d**gs must have been planted." He rolled his eyes upward in their sockets and stood up. He paced about the room and then crouched behind me..