It wasn’t until he had almost reached them that he realized what Lisa was talking about. He stopped and waited for her to finish her conversation.Vi...tor Harmon stared at the young woman who insisted that he step away for a private conversation. He had seen many kids turning in others for illegal activity, but this young woman wasn’t acting like that. Hoping that he wasn’t making a mistake, he followed her to a quiet area. Once there, he asked, “What do you want?”After taking a deep breath, Lisa. He has more manners than most of Zoraster's flunkies." He didn't threaten to cut your tits off, either." I guess I haven't seen his bad side, and I've seen too much of it in Zoraster's other servants," Celes explained with a shrug."If he's acting civilized, he's probably trying to rob you. Okay, what do we know then?" I can show you the area where the tomb is buried," Celes said while walking toward Danica's large mirror.Celes cast the spell, and Danica noticed Celes had not neglected her. “Naughty boy!”“Ow mom!” I retorted. “Teri yahan kuch nahi chalne waali hai. Hoge tum SP apne police dept me.”“ya ya mom! Jesa tum bolo! Jo bhi ho, aaj tum bahut khubsurat lag rahi ho.” I complimented her.“chal badmash ladka. I am old now.” she replied. “Old? come on! Mom! You are no less than a heroine. All men would fall flat on the ground on seeing you.” I continued.“hmmm kya baat hai Ayushman! Aaj apni maa ki taarif pe taarif kiya jaa rahe ho. Kash tumhare papa bhi itni taarif karte.”I could. I heard her sharp intake of breath, and felt her body tense as I began to nibble on her earlobe. My leg was between hers now, and I felt her thrust herself against it. Wasting no time, I pulled off my own shirt, and then slowly lifted hers. Her beautiful C-cup breasts stood firm above her smooth torso, the beautiful honey skin providing contrast to the deep pink aureolas and the ripe pink-red nipples. Her eyes traced over me, followed by her finger tips, outling every muscle and every tattoo on.