." she stammered. "YOU ARE WHAT YOU FUCKING BITCH?" Ramona yelled again."Sorry. I am so sorry." Ramona looked at Christine with penetrating eyes. "K...eel" Ramona said. Without hesitation Christine went down on her knees. Ramona walked over to her and put her foot. No more words were needed. Christine started licking Ramona's pumps. When I left them, Ramona had made herself comfortable in Christine's room while she herself moved out into the maid's room.An hour later, Ramona called me to tell. As you see I can no longer hunt, if we come to live at your camp will you show Biltee how to hunt?" Cowta asked, before he left."I will show him what I know, but the women are better at finding game than I am. I have a new type of weapon that will let him make kills from a great distance and if you come to live with us I will give him one and show him how to use it," I said."I will be back with our decision soon," he said, and managed to get away this time.He'd barely made his escape before. While you're here I have something to tell you. I have to go to a buyer's convention for a few days. I'll be back before the wedding. Then I'm taking a week off after the wedding. I hope I need it to recover," then she smiled."Something is bothering me a little. Your mom's last name is Cousin? Is she related to the State Senator, George Cousin?" I told you I would never lie to you, yes Mark, she is related to my father, she married him,"she said as she grinned."Holy Shit, my future. The camera angle was from one side of the desk, and the man had swiveled to face it. He was looking directly into the lens, directly at Ross, and he was smiling. As well he should be. For between his shining black tasseled loafers and neatly creased trousered legs knelt a naked woman. Her head was buried in his lap. Her face was not visible. But Ross Edwards didn’t need to see the face. He knew that body, the flair of those hips, the cleft of that ass, the narrow waist, the indentation.