Since she cannot see, she cannot easily judge time, yet it doesn’t feel that it has been long before she hears the door open behind her. ‘He must ...e barefoot,’ she thinks, hearing soft footfalls approach. She turns her head as though looking for someone, hoping it is him. The feel of his warm breath on her ear causes her to jump slightly. She is suddenly uncertain about how to react. ‘You’re really here.’ There is a hint of surprise in his voice. ‘You doubted?’ she whispers. ‘I wasn’t sure.’. She even used her fingers to spread the wet lips further apart and expose the inner recesses of my pussy. "Well Ash, I'm of the opinion that the hair must all go if she's to be exposed completely. But you knew of my preferences in this area before. If you're looking to humiliate her some, I would suggest making her grow her arm pit hair out, and get her used to showing it off." "Put your hands behind your head and lock your fingers, bitch," Ashleigh commanded, and I obeyed. "See, Ash,". With the pistol hidden behind his leg, he opened the door."Thank you!" the kid said."You lost?" Scott asked."I was stupid and climbed the fence," the kid said. "Landed wrong and my ankle's hosed." Those your buddies at the gate?" Yeah." Okay, if you can make it over there," Scott said, "I'll unlock it."The kid turned and started to hobble away.Scott took the gun from behind his leg, tucked it into the front of his jeans, and pulled his t-shirt over the butt. He was on his own property and. The darkest of them approached the driver and asked for paperwork. Tariq’s driver returned a smile to convey this absurdity. The driver merely flashed an identification card permitting their entrance into the divine city. The guard, however, did not let them pass so easily. He demanded the identity of the person in the back seat. Both bodyguards voiced immediate concern and threatened to have him removed from his post. Tariq with his thick bifocals stared back at the guard who popped his head.