’ It was obvious he needed somebody with him. His normal cheerful, confident manner had been replaced by the voice of an unsure and frightened young...man. ‘We’ll get there as soon as we can, Jamie… don’t worry… Michelle’s in good hands, they’ll sort it out. Everything will be fine.’ I just hoped my words sounded more convincing to Jamie’s ears than they did to my own. I hung up and turned to Bob whose face already bore the expression of somebody who knew things had suddenly taken a wrong turn.. " Wouldn't she have to grow out her hair, Mom? Couldn't she wear a wig?" Well, I could do a lot more if she had longer hair, but I think she has enough to work with right now. A decent wig is too expensive. Of course, I won't do anything that'll get me in trouble and absolutely nothing against her will. I'm not going to hogtie her." Darn! I wished they stopped using the feminine pronoun when referring to me. Mrs. Johnson was a partner in a hair salon so I guess she knew how to make women. She was getting closer I could tell from the low pitch of her moans and I began fucking her pussy hard. I enjoyed the wet slapping sounds we made and I could smell her musk. I thrust myself home a final time as she began shuddering with orgasm and it was as if her pussy wrung every drop from me before it loosened its hold. I pushed myself up and tugged her to roll over before I let myself melt between her legs. I pillowed my head on her thigh and watched my harsh breaths stir the trim hair on. I will carefully make the necessary arrangements for your travel, and I shall assist you in leaving undetected when they are complete," the old man said, with a wistful smile."Thank you, Vargas. I must go tell Colette immediately." Of course, Young Master, and be prepared with what you shall take. It will take a couple of days to make the preparations, but the time will be short to execute them, once they are in place. You must hide such from your stepmother and Lavina, as well."Tharsas.