While kissing I was also pressing her boobs and rolling my hand over her stomach I took her saree off and left her lying on the bed in her blouse and ...etticoat. I kissed all over her exposed body. Gave a bite on her upper part of boobs, went further down to her stomach and started licking her belly button.She was enjoying and moaning softly. I went further down and reached her toes. I started kissing from the bottom of her legs and went upwards. While kissing I rolled her petticoat up till her. Ann and I stripped the bodies of valuables, and I gave the swamper a dollar to clean up the place and get rid of the bodies. Ann and I piled the looted guns and other paraphernalia on the bar, and I asked if there was a place where I could sell the lot. The bartender paid me a double-eagle for the lot; he said that he was going to hang them on the wall. The story of how they got there would draw a lot of customers.I asked who they were, and I was told that they were a part of Big Bill Smith's. I remember her saying "Cindy, don't say anything until I get a contract out of these people for at least a week, so I can find a way to get things fixed. I am not coming out of there without one."Things didn't quite work out that way. First mom tried to press Carol. And Carol was nice at first but she was a lawyer (I found out she was a senior lawyer and really good). She didn't budge. Mom dug her heels in doing her "this isn't a demand, but is a protection for both of us" spiel, when Mr. F. You reckon it's your mother you got your wanderlust from, between the stories she read you or the adventures you read she had in her diary, which she left to you after she passed.You slip out into the crowds, who all have thrown on cloaks or raised a weather shields if they were rich enough, you smiled to yourself, you love it when the wealthy make themselves so easy to spot. You tail a human couple for a few minutes, the shield was your first give away, but the way they walked was your second.