“But where ever it is, I want to go there.” “So do I,” Dalia replied and she felt her nipple straining against the silk. Susans’ fingers toy...d with the buttons of her top and began releasing them, one at a time slowly moving down. Her legs uncrossed and Dalia glimpsed a flash of copper bronze thigh. Susans’ breasts stood firm as she allowed the top to fall open, letting it hang momentarily on her hardened nipples. Susan kicked her shoes to the side and rose to her feet, the skirt sliding down. Now they were almost at Lola's house, and Denise smiled to herself, hoping that Rudy would give his sister a hard time about the way the interview had gone. With an angry screech of tires Rudy spun into the driveway and then slammed on the brakes, causing another scream of rubber against the pavement.Denise looked toward the house and couldn't help thinking about what it must be like to live in a place like that, with beautiful grounds and trees... and privacy. All her life she'd wanted a house. Lachlan called out her name – Cath - she answered and got the message. The two men left them to it. Immediately in the open air they were amongst nakedness of every description and nationality, with the inevitable Russian hordes prominent.“Bloody Bolsheviks,” Lachlan grumbled. “They’ve commandeered Courcheval seemingly for their personal ski centre – the prices Glen, you wouldn’t believe it.”His son had been ogling two teenagers. Stunners – with high pert breasts, one with the most perfectly. Frank had flatly refused to do it when Keith suggested he was the right one. He insisted that he had turned the opportunity down fifty years ago and his decision still stood. He was too old to take it on. Rolf, the only other Second Degree Master simply said he wasn’t able to work with the metals from his wheelchair. It had to be Keith or they lock the manuscript fragment and rubric up and wait for the next generation—if there was one.Now, Keith and Maddie stood in an antechamber somewhere.