Rather to the amusement of numerous citizens who saw me... and we headed for the outskirts. It was not long before I was panting and leg-weary but I h...d no option nut to keep up the pace. I got the impression the guard would have simply dragged me along with him if I had stumbled!Just when I thought I was about done for, we swung through an archway into the courtyard of a magnificent dwelling. It can best be described as a small palace, by the standards of Cipri anyway.I was at once taken to a. So i found out where Sandra lived as luck would have it her husband was on a fishing trip again so she was alone in her house her k**s a 25 year boy and his sister 1 21 year old were still at uni .We knocked on her front door dont think any ones in so we went round the back garden and there she was pruning the shrubs she looked great in a pair of shorts and a t shirt when Sandra saw us she let out a shout what you doing here fuck off out of here Sandra shouted thats not a very nice way to greet. But your torment will be as delicious to me as sweet wine, and I will smile up at you as I detect your hips beginning to move of their own accord. When I suddenly lift your leg to nip at your buttock you will loose a surprised happy squeal of pleasure-pain that I will find so fetching, but then you will relax into a contented sigh when you feel my face gently nuzzle you through your panties, a sweet surprise I'll no longer be capable of resisting. You will be spreading your legs wide for me. " "I want a book about how to make bombs," he insisted, his voice rising. "I want a book about how to make bombs so that I can blow up my little sister." "You have to be a good little boy to get any Christmas present at all," I told him. "And good little boys don't blow up their baby sisters." "If you don't give me a book about how to make bombs," he threatened, scowling at me now, "I'll get one from the Santa down the road and use it to blow you up as well as my little sister." "All right,.