His balls are taut, swollen with a heavy load. She stares at him, breathing heavily. He obviously wants her, so why is he ignoring her openly begging ...ussy? She strokes the soft fur curling on her belly, then lets her fingers stray lower. An involuntary sound escapes him. She smiles, and spreads herself invitingly, allowing the tip of one finger to dip in and out. He sits back on his heels, and gives a stern command. "Turn over." She continues to stare at him, brazenly exploring herself. Her. "This is Mr??? I don't know your name," she flustered."That's alright, Hello Clarrie, I'm Jim Taylor and yes I'm interested in Ned's place, it seems like you have to give your approval."Clarrie gave a bit of a chuckle. "Yeah, that's right son, grab a seat and tell us about yourself. This is my wife Annie, Annie would you like to make a cup of tea love?" Sure Clarrie, how do you take it Mr Taylor?" Jim please Annie and white with one will do fine."We sat down and I told them about myself, that I. Can you tell me anything about her?’ ‘Don’t know much…..she appeared about four months ago…..I don’t think she was homeless before that….she was a little bit of a lost lamb….did a bit of begging but refused to turn tricks for money….wasn’t really made for living on the street.’ ‘Did you see her go off with some man last night? Have you ever heard of a man called Charlie hanging around?’ ‘No. Didn’t see her since yesterday morning…but she was having trouble coping with the cold at night now that. I now knew part of what the 'Book of Dreams' had done last night."This area that he has outlined on the map covers the present Duchy of Burgundy, the old extinct Country of Burgundy, a part of which is now Franche-Comte, a good part of Switzerland as far east as Zurich, and then goes down to the Italian border. It also covered much of the eastern part of France all the way to the Gulf of Lion, and as far east as the border of France with Italy. It appears that he has studiously avoided getting.