"Yes honey?" I sat on his lap and rested my head on my shoulder, and he gently wrapped his arm around my back."What now again?" From the voice, this g...me seemed to amuse him."What do you mean?" I asked innocently."As soon as you start talking to me in that voice and looking at me this seriously, I know you want something." He began to laugh wickedly."But when I voool you…" I really sounded like a five-year-old now. I shifted a little to put my hand over his shoulder, and at that moment I felt. I picked up the drinks without thinking about it and moved toward the staircase, pausing to switch off the TV set, and made my way upstairs. As I reached the top of the staircase I noticed that the bathroom door was wide open and Kate was not in there! oh my God I thought to myself, what if she is in my room, my clothes, my boots and make up, I was starting panic when Kate appeared at my bedroom door, are you looking for me Pete she said twirling a pair of my panties on her finger!I wanted to. ”“Don’t worry, I can promise you a very deserved fate awaits your uncle.”“Okay, I guess. I’ll keep on making it squirt.”I retuned my senses to the corporeal world and dashed round the cottage, checking all the taps. Nothing. Then I checked the washing machine. No water. I grabbed a torch and went outside, scouring the cottage walls for outside taps. I found two, neither of them squirting water. But I could hear water tinkling somewhere. I shone the torch around the garden and then I saw it -. Judging by the number of cars parked out front, the party was just getting started. We let ourselves into the foyer. The Weems' had thoughtfully provided a table for the guests to deposit their bags, sort of a nudist coat check. We made small talk for a few minutes with the other guests. It turned out that Beth and Alian's targets weren't there yet, so they got to gawk at the inside of the house while Andres and I got to work.Holding hands, we walked outside to the back patio. Quint was.