All too soon,she was done, her hands slipped from my head to my shouldersto balance herself.I stopped fingering her ass but left my finger inside, pic...edher up and carried her over to the bed.Laying her down, myfinger slid out of her as I climbed onto the bed working mybody up against hers.Her legs parted as she raised her knees up towards her ears.She looked at me, smiled and said "I need you insideof me and now".I smiled, my cock was now resting at her ass pussy. I asked"Is that what my. You were there with me, in my fantasy only, but still very much there and we had a wonderful time. A very much needed time...I got into the shower and fel the hot water streaming down over my body. As hot as I was, I could still feel it's heat on my skin and felt my body come alive as my hands moved over it, washing my skin with the bar of soap. I always loved the feeling of my soapy body, wet and slippery and feeling as my body reacts to my touch.....your touch in my mind. My tits, firm and. (Am I dreaming again, thought Amelia? When did I fall asleep?) (She saw that it was night again in Devereux Manor, and that Phillip stood at the very same fireplace shed sat at with Ms. Price that morning. Phillip looked lean and tired, his flesh gone sallow, his clothes a little rumpled. The parlor was dominated by a great, hideous oil painting over the mantle, a painting of a glowering man she guessed must be Archibald Devereux. Just beneath the painting, twin busts of Janus surveyed the. ” I started to say, quite perplexed, when the waiter appeared and asked if he could take her order.She smiled at him, a wonderful, dimpled smile. “Just coffee please.” When he left she looked at me. “Mr. Henderson your government would like to ask you for a favor.”Perplexed I replied, “A favor? What kind of a favor?” This didn’t sound good. “What could the government possibly need my help with?”“Mr. Henderson, it’s about your new neighbor.”“You mean Tony Monassario?”“Yes, his friends call him.