‘Well whatever that passion is I expect we are going to indulge him aren’t we,’ Vi laughed feeling Sarah’s hands sliding up her sides, carryin... her shift to her shoulders and tugging it off over her head. Sarah turned the girl naked to face Cliff her hands stroking up to Vi’s breasts, cupping them in her fingers with offerings of her nipples to Cliff’s touch. Eagerly his fingers found the luscious buds and tweaked them so deliciously that Vi’s lovely mouth pursed into an inviting pucker, her. Both feeling like teenagers, they ran towards the large wooden front door where Belinda used her key to let them inside into the dark imposing entrance hall. They grabbed some blankets from behind the counter and the cushions from the sofa in the reception area and ran laughing down to the cell block.Belinda ran into one of the cells and positioned the cushions and blankets on the stone floor.“Your bed,” she giggled.“Our bed?”“I have to get back for the babysitter.”“I’m sure have time...”James. She had the back off the computer and was installing a modem -- she needed his logon password. He hadn't had a dialup account in New York; he had DSL, which wasn't yet available in Bradford, but by the time Sonja was finished he had an account with a local ISP.Many hands make light work, and it didn't take long before Dave saw Dean get into the cab of the Kenworth and drive away with it, which he figured meant it must have been unloaded. About that time Emily introduced Dave to her daughter,. . What the hell, this had to be all about the contract and if it wasn't I'd make it so.I pressed Andrea to sit down. Across the room I could see bottles in a glass fronted cabinet, glasses too. I strolled across the room, grabbed two glasses and a bottle of Macallan. I poured us an inch each and sat next to her."We've both fucked up," I said. "God knows where this goes from here. I'd like us all to be friends but what got this going was what she was trying to sell to you. I don't have a clue.