She doesn't sound French, though." She ... hey, I thought you said the voice stuff came later." The voice inductions, silly. I just talked to her over...voice chat, you know, normal. Not in trance." What about?" You know, the normal stuff." Yeah, okay, whatever. Listen..." Why was I giving her the third degree about this? I was being a complete freako about something I didn't even think was real. "I guess I'm comfortable with this on a couple of conditions: one, you won't let it affect our home. My arms cradling the bottom so the glass wouldn’t break through. Tracy smiled as I approached and cleaned off a section of the counter for me. ‘You were back there for a while.’ ‘Found some new stuff, my contract work will suffer, and I blame you.’ ‘You love it,’ Tracy said as she began counting the sheets. It was very good glass and I figured I was in for quite a bill. ‘Five a panel okay?’ I was surprised at her question. I don’t think a single panel would be less than ten on sale. ‘That. She took me inside and walked me through each room,giving me plenty of information as she did.Unfortunately i wasn't fully listening as i was too busy looking at her.When we went upstairs she showed me one of the bedrooms.'This is the master bedroom.They will be leaving the big bed if you want it'.All i could think of was shagging her on the bed.'It also has a shower room off of it.And quite a big shower as well'.Big enough to fit two people in for a good wet sex session is what went through my. In casuals or otherwise they stood out like sore thumbs. They exuded an air of authorized menace that refused to be muted. They might as well have come in their uniforms. The tables nearest the trio were conspicuously vacant although there were several patrons standing around waiting to be seated. Cleo gave me a bleak smile. We could hear what they were saying with our super-sensitive hearing.Thug #1: Where those two?Thug #2: In the dark corner, over there. Want to know what I think?Thug #1:.