"What the…?" I asked."Carrie's here for her tip, right, Carrie?" Jill said. "I told her you had something way, way better than money. Do you want to...change for a swim, Carrie?" Yeah, I can go to the pool house. You sure I'm not interrupting?" What do you think, Warren. Is Carrie going to interrupt anything?" Jill was wearing the one-piece she modeled earlier in the evening, and as she asked me the question, she gripped my rod with her thumb and fingers through my shorts. "Or should she join in. She now desperately wanted to feel that feeling from last night again. She was so nervous about the idea of watching this video and rubbing herself again that she went and looked out the window to make extra sure that there was nobody outside. Then feeling comfortable that the coast was clear she stripped off her clothes. She laughed a little as she thought about how funny she must look sitting naked at the computer. She decided to try to copy the video as best she could. While the man used his. These might be a bit too big, but they’ll fit where they touch.’ The shirt was obviously very good quality, it had the label ‘Huntsman – Saville Row’ and probably cost as much as six of my shirts. I thanked her and put them on. She was right, the boxers were a bit baggy and the shirt was a size too big so I left cuffs open and rolled the sleeves up a couple of turns. I started to button the shirt but Lorraine stepped up to me and said ‘Leave it open, it looks sexy. You look like a model on one. Finally the last stepped through with a sigh John took a step and collapsed into the opening. A moment later the Count and his men appeared. Looking around the count started to shout then smashed his fist into Tylon’s face breaking his nose.Smiling Tylon moved his arm in a sweeping motion as the mine entrances collapsed. “Now Count Wilheim! We all die here! This will be the last time you will ever hunt or hurt my kind!”The Count’s face twisted into an evil smile as the man brandished his sword,.