“Mmmmhhhhhhhhh” Rashmi moaned as Gautam gently pulled the tee off her body, she had a lacy white bra covering her juicy breasts while Gautam rubbe... his fingers gently along her curvy waist. Rashmi took a deep breath as he slowly ran his fingers down her curves creating a ticklish sensation. “Mmmmmmmhhhhhhhpppppp…your touch is so magical” Rashmi whispered as he continued rubbing his fingers along her slender tummy.Gautam gently kissed behind her ear, “Your body is much more magical than my. These Commies they can't put together a decent bomb, not like the Jerries could, so its probably a dud."Cutting through St James Park David reached the mall. To his right, the remains of Buckingham Palace, to his immediate left Admiralty Arch and visible through it "The Citadel" or better known to those who worked in her "The Gingerbread". David couldn't see the connection. It was a large brown concrete box — but gingerbread? He shook his head and walked through the arch and on into the. Sin stopped short when three mean looking men moved out of the shadows to stand in front of him. Sin felt himself tense, his instincts warning him that these coarsely dressed men couldn’t be up to any good. He cursed under his breath, regretting now that he hadn’t tucked his pistol into his belt instead of just his dagger. Sin glanced over his shoulder, mentally kicking himself for putting himself into a corner, the only way out blocked by these foul thugs. He shifted his booted feet, widening. Quinton smiles again as he pulls into a long driveway. ‘Cross my heart Pamela, no funny stuff’ he assures her as he parks the car in a breezeway beside a white ranch house. His seatbelt makes a snick-hiss as it is released to snake back into the seat. Turning toward her, he releases her seatbelt and eases it around her so it doesn’t fly back as his did. Pammy feels another little rush of heat as his arm slides around her guiding the belt. She is so attracted to him. Quinton kisses her.