They saw Theresa on her back, the iron tip of the old soldier's staff at her throat. The man looked at Joerg with resignation, accepting his fate in t...e face of the splendidly armed giant.Joerg took in the scene and he was angry, angry at Theresa."I am Captain Joerg Isebrand," he told the wary man. "This undisciplined girl is serving in my fähnlein. Did she attack you for a reason?"The old man shook his head."She called me a dirty Venetian, which I'm not. I served the Medici until two years. No! you aren’t fat, you are magnificent. Your cheeks are firm but soft, no sagging here, no fat. I wish you can see from behind.’‘Well thanks, Peter, I appreciate you and surely I am enjoying your hands,’ she mumbled into the pillow.‘Really? That’s nice, thank you, I enjoy talking to people, finding out about them. ’As he continued to rub, caress, press her ass she can hear the sounds of her hands gently rubbing and stroking her ass. All this made her arouse and Shilpa couldn’t control her. What a pity, to die all alone like that. Atleast I buried you in a remote garden nearby-you always liked flowers",Claire/Matt recalled as she began to pleasure herself, groping a breastin one hand and kneading her crotch with the other, eliciting moans ofpleasure."But what about this suit?" Claire/Matt asked herself. "Hmm it justshowed up at my doorstep some time after that," She then stopped herpleasure session and pulled her hair over one of her shoulders. Shegrabbed at the 'mole' which. Probably both.I peeked at the time again, and saw I needed just a moment more. I washed my hands, taking my time. The moment had come, and timing was everything.As we sneaked out of the girls bathroom, I allowed them to rush ahead, trying to get back to the stairs as quickly as possible. As they both passed through the doorway to the stairs, leaving my sight, I quickly took my position behind another door, and watched the clock count down... 3, 2, 1."RING!"The hallways erupted as the fifth.