Gordon was captivated by the raw sexuality depicted in the painting. The middle aged woman depicted was stunning. Even more stunning was the framed le...ter under the painting. Addressed to ‘Vondra’ and dated 1630, the signature was exciting in itself. Pieter Pauwel Rubens. Gordon took a deep breath. A heretofore unknown Rubens original could be worth, who knows how much? And what was it doing here in a backwoods country antiques shop in Alabama? CHAPTER 3 As Gordon marveled at the painting he. They both smiled.He took her bag (she was only there two nights and had not brought much). They made polite conversation on the way to the car. Why was she nervous, she wondered, they had shared so much over the phone and the internet. Very personal things. And yet, it was as if they had never spoken.Once they reached the car, they relaxed. He talked about his new job and she spoke of her catering business. Neither one was hungry, so he drove to his house. As they walked to the door, he stopped. Joseph was beside himself, moaning and groaning as if in serious pain, but stopped all the noise instantly when I took his throbbing plum into my mouth and sucked it all in. As usual, the shameful submission incited the fire in his youthful loins, and soon he emptied his balls completely into my mouth in hot liquid jerks which I all swallowed with gusto and then licked the last salty remnants from my lips. »Keep your fingers from my maids or you will be sorry and sore, you horny monster!«, I. Quinto. I'm going to tell you what had actually happened to the realHeather," the phony housewife said with a fiendish grin.Into The Lion's DenHobson had been attempting to contact his colleagues back in Miami sincetheir arrival in Mexico City six hours ago. None of them were willing topick up their phone. It was 6am as he peered out of his hotel windows atthe rising sun hidden at the back of some tall buildings. He had notbeen able to sleep at all since checking into the five.