" Seems like a nice chap. Very pleased to see you that's for sure!" Simon proferred, " bit ditzy though, then again you seem to drive most guys nuts,"...I punched him hard in his arm as we moved off down the pier together.The afternoon passed pleasurably, we had a drink in the Foxhall Pub with a sandwich, then mooched around the shops and markets before heading back to our hotel just off Bond Street. I undressed and headed into the shower, almost immediately being joined by Simon to enjoy some. Now what else do I need to do in order for Sam's disappearance to point to you? I going to leave clues in Sam's house that will, with a little research on the part of the police, reveal your identity and focus the blame for her disappearance on you. They will never find you or her. At least I hope not. The only problem I can see is deciding what to do with Sam, Amy thought as she started to shovel dirt in on the grave. Amy returned to the car and put the shovel in the trunk. After several. Her breasts were firm and shapely with pink nipples that were continuously being pulled and twisted. Her name according to the information that I was reading was Ellie and apparently she was sold to us by her stepfather. A small strip of red tape covered her pussy meaning that she was still a virgin. My staff knew not to use her there as extra would be charged for her first session with a customer who would have to bid for the chance to deflower her. They instead where free to use her other. We both went to our phones to fill the time with messages. The arrival of the vivid fuchsia jersey gave me pause. Could I really get the lads to wear them? JD’s chortling enthusiasm put any doubts to rest. ‘Oh, yes. They’ll look a picture.’ ‘You really think so?’ He looked at me quizzically. ‘Not having second thoughts are you?’ ‘Of course not.’ In that moment my mind was definitely made up. JD’s combination of admiration and amusement gave me a picture of the discomfort the lads would feel.