”I went slowly, sucking on her larger nipples, biting a little as I tap-danced my first two fingers on her clit. I traced in circles, then went lowe... “Please…. Fuck… me…”I moved my fingers inside of her, easily fitting inside of her wet and trembling vagina. Our eyes met, and I couldn’t help myself, meeting our lips together in our first kiss since she had been taken. And for a second, she seemed to tug back, her tongue touching mine. “Please…”And I thought…“Fuck…”I let all the anticipation out. She slipped out of bed and into the bathroom, almost tripping over the heels she had been wearing the night before. As she looked at her reflection she laughed, and then cursed herself for getting so upset over a guy who just wasn’t worth it. Then she found a way to get out of her dress, and stood there examining herself in the mirror. Gemma was slim and petite, one of those women who was so effortlessly comfortable in her skin that nobody could help but be taken in by her grace and confidence.. ”“Okay. Bye, Claudette.”I thumbed the button. I went to the bathroom and showered shaving carefully. I dressed in nice pants and shirt. I rolled a pair of shorts and a tee shirt with socks and sneakers and a swim suit in a towel. I jumped in my car and drove to her place knocking on the door exactly thirty minutes after getting off the phone.She let me in. “Eager this morning, aren’t you?”“Yes.” I pulled her into my arms and kissed her gently. “Have you eaten yet, Claudette?”“No.”“I’ll be glad. She hadn’t made any plans. Suddenly she was speeding through the streets of Prague without the faintest idea what she was going to do. Her plates PZ1 were instantly recognizable to the police and afforded her immunity from any transgression of the speed limit or the odd dodged red light. ‘Bratislava is beautiful at this time of year,’ she thought. She knew it was only a matter of time before questions were asked back at the palace. The recriminations and accusations would be flying this way and.