“You bloody pervert!” Helga cried, “I thought you meant a shoe!” and she slapped him round the face and stormed out.“Feisty,” Buttoni obse...ved ruefully.“Wonderful,” Charming sighed, “Maybe we should have slayed a dragon.”“Yes,” Buttoni agreed, “Or maybe we are on the wrong tack?”Just then a beautiful young girl stepped into the shop, “Is this where we try the slipper on?" she asked, “Only Mummy sent me.”“Actually it’s a dildo,” Buttoni explained somewhat bluntly.“Really?” she gasped, “I did. ‘Hello?’ ‘Emily, how are you tonight?’ asked a raspy voice on the other end of the line. She tensed up because she didn’t know who it could be because she certainly didn’t recognize the voice. ‘Who’s speaking?’ ‘Emily, I am hurt that you don’t know who I am, but I know you,’ the voice taunted. A chill ran down her spine. She had heard about weird prank calls, but that this person would know her name, scared her a bit. She was unlisted in the phone book, and only a few people had her telephone. I know I already asked you but these idiots in Berlin. You understand?"Home with my mother."The palm of his hand imparted important information. He pulled the hand away from his ear and looked at it. It was like looking at an old fashioned handset telephone and doubting what he heard. He put his palm back ... more noise from the sea.He listened, his eyes got big, " Sie haben einen Vorfahren. Eine Wendy Von Wanzor des Herzogtums Schleswig-Holstein. Sie heiratete David James Austin."Berlin says. First she started getting real hot. At this point I suggested that we step outside for some fresh air. The drug has a slight hypnotic effect which put her into a semi-trancelike state. Once we got outside I easily walked her to my car opened the door and put her in the passenger seat. As she sat down, her legs parted slightly and I got a good view of her blue lace panties. I reclined the seat and laid her back. She was totally relaxed and unaware of what I was about to do to her. She asked me.