"Digger scowled at Hawk. "Let's not fight, now, y'hear? I've looked over your case file and my experience tells me that the two are connected," he sai... with a superior tone."Of course they're connected. I just told you that, you..." Hawk started hotly."I think," I said interrupting Hawk smoothly, "that we can agree that they are connected. Lisa Davis, Galveston County District Attorney's office." I held out a hand and Digger took it."Ma'am," Digger drawled. "Don't you worry your pretty little. She was very shocked when I touched near her breasts and even more shocked when I brought the unit over her ovaries.I said, "You may be happy to know that you're not pregnant." I should hope not!"She had told me in the market that her husband had died three years ago. I said, "You are not that old yet. Menopause will not start for about six years for you." Menopause? What's that?"I had to search for the term and said, "It's called climacteric but another word may be used. It means that a woman. I groaned, hands tightening on her hair. “That’s it, sister dear. You’re just so eager for your own taste of my jizz.”“Mistress’s loves your cum!” purred Zanyia.My sister shivered, humping against the lamia’s licking mouth, savoring that rough tongue sliding on her delicate flesh.I groaned, watching my lamia slave feasted, her ears twitching, thrust out of her tawny hair. Zanyia’s purrs rumbled out of her throat. She pressed her face tighter against my sisters snatch. Kora bucked, her breasts. "Yes." "It's going to get a little more intense. It still won't hurt." A second finger was added to the first. He was right; it was more intense. I knew, with so much lubrication, even the tight ring of muscle couldn't deny access. My throbbing increased and I took a long, shuddery breath. He worked his fingers into me and out of me, twisting them, making the muscle relax. It was so strange. I either wanted him to stop what he was doing or do it harder. He added more lubrication. "Tell me if.