Und warf G. Danielas Handcreme zu, die immer beim Schreibtisch lag. Sie sah, wie der sich seinen Schwanz damit einrieb. Ihr kam ein böser Verdacht! �...�No, no, please!" Doch da spürte sie ihn schon an ihrer zarten, kleinen Rosette und dann bohrten sich 30 cm steinharter Negerschwanz gnadenlos in ihr enges Arschloch. Sie schrie auf vor Schmerz, aber er schob ihn immer weiter hinein. Daniela hatte ein Gefühl, als ob ihr ein Baseballschläger in den Arsch geschoben werden würde (und das stimmte ja. Her boots were also custom made, reaching the knee, the tops cut at an angle; the heels raised at the back, helping to display her legs as very long and slender as per stilettos. Her outfit was complemented by the black leather plaited crop she carried; her sneering grin and red hair in a bun had every remotely submissive male drooling in fantasy about her. For certain males, this would become more than fantasy.Clyde had heard rumours about her dominant sexuality, which had spread like wildfire. "When McGregor and Chalmers shook their heads, everyone stood and made their way to the front door. "Thank you for your concern, gentlemen," Lesa said as they left.When the door closed, Sarita looked at her mother, "Wow, that was some battle of wits, and those guys are real heavyweights!"Lesa laughed, "Yes they are, aren't they?"Sarita took on a serious and somewhat tentative expression, "What was all that about you determining the outcome of elections?"Lesa sighed, "I really didn't want you to. “If you’re looking to sell, I know someone who buys. They call themselves Barn Owl Treasures.”The old man snorted and rolled his eyes.Alice said, “I actually called them. They said they’d put me on the list, but I haven’t heard anything back.”Clint smiled and said, “I know the owner’s son, though. Looking for owls, I spend a lot of time in barns. When I see something interesting, I pass along the tip. I’ve hit pay dirt often enough that he takes me seriously.”“Really? It would be nice to clean.