Jenny had time to get her suitcase to her room and take a shower before she went downstairs. A lady of about 50 smiled broadly as she saw Jenny walkin... towards her. She was tall and slim and wore beautiful beige leather slacks and a blouse to match. She got up and hugged the younger woman, kissing her on both cheeks.“How was your trip ?”, asked Kitty, who had grey wavy hair‘Ok, thanks. I’m glad you are still working”, added Jenny“Yes I am. Business slows down at my age but in my specialty I. I reach under your skirt and grab your pantyhose covered ass and pull you too me as I kiss you. You take me by the hand and lead me into your bedroom. You tell me strip as you take off your top. I stare at your perky tits as I start taking off my clothes and I ask you about our dinner reservations. You walk toward me in just your skirt and pantyhose and tell me that you want dessert first. You push me back on the bed and tell me that you have something for me to eat. You lift your skirt up. Fitting the words between his breaths, he said, "Hassan and Alyssa are hiding round the other side. We need a distraction here. Geno, can you disable that cop car and make as much noise as you can for a few minutes?"Geno looked at the police car and his face creased into a delighted grin. "YES!" he cried. He pulled a flick-knife out of his pocket. Chris's eyes widened ‑ he hadn't known about that. It was a surprisingly large knife to hide in a pocket. Geno looked like all his Christmases had. ’ She asked – ‘did I go too wild?’ I answered – ‘a little bit’ and smiled. I didn’t want to embarrass her by reminding how slutty she had become at the pub, was kicked out and she was abusing the watchmen in the filthy villager language. All that scene flashed in my mind and it made me laugh a bit. So she asked – ‘what’s there to laugh? Did I go too wild to be handled?’ I asked in reply – ‘don’t you remember anything that happened?’, to which she only gestured the actions of flashing her boobs.