If I minded you looking then I wouldn't have let myself show like that. Do you want to see more?" when there was no reply I asked again, "If you want ...o see you'll have to tell me. I don't want to do anything that you don't want."Finally he nodded, still not able to meet my gaze and so, with a bit of a gulp to cover my nervousness, I reached down and inserted the fingers of one hand into a leg opening and pulled the crotch of my panties aside baring and exposing more of myself, he probably. No point in alerting the criminals to their plans. Handing his gun to Andrew, he gave strict instructions to guard Jennifer and to shoot to kill. Laughing at Andrew’s discomfort, he also handed him his khukuris, explaining, ‘This is not a man’s work tonight, it’s just child’s play. I’ll be dealing with three idiots.’ Impressed by Peter’s thoroughness, Andrew was silent as he watched carefully. Then he assisted Peter in rigging four powerful floodlights behind the driver’s cabin and watched. Sara could just die if he did. But how could she let a relationship start off on a slippery landslide of a lack of trust? Her guilt swallowed her like a remorseless troll gulping down children. ‘Ian…’ ‘Hmm?’ ‘Last night, the lead singer of the Flaming Kappas kissed me.’ ‘Flaming Kappas? You mean Flaming Llamas?’ Ian laughed and Sara wondered when her head would explode or her feet would become two drills so she could drill a deep well to hide herself. How could Ian fail to take her seriously on. I was very much under her spell.After dinner, there were drinks in the lounge. I was talking to a couple of other colleagues when Kristine came and sat in a big leather chair just across from me. She sipped her drink and looked at me, nodded, but said nothing. Instead, she leaned back, caressed her fishnet clad thighs, and crossed her legs, and dangled her shoe from her left foot. Oh, those cute feet of hers. She remained silent, listened to the conversation, but I couldn’t concentrate on that.