Anne: It's very long, isn't it Leslie?Leslie: Yes, Anne.Anne swivels to face The Weakest Link.Anne: Mary with four votes, you are The Weakest Link. Go...dbye.Anne: The end of round three and this time you won ?450. Who is lettingthe side down? Please cast your vote for The Weakest Link.The votes are cast. Harry has the most with three votes.Anne grills contestants Rhona and Ian on their reasons for castingtheir votes then turns her attention to Leslie again.Anne: I'm fascinated by your hair,. Man, was I buzzed. She was sitting close to me and the teddy had slid up her thighs. Her legs looked soft but firm and the red panties had made themselves available for all to see. As I looked up her body, her stomach bare and breast just barely cover by her bra, I breathed deeper and I found that my cock was getting stiffer by every inch of her luscious body that my eyes devoured.I could not help myself. I placed my hand on her bare thigh. She did not move. I gently moved my hand up her thigh,. In the courtyard rats and mice scuttle under the watchful eye of a scrawny flea ridden cat to scavenge amongst the waist high weeds and border plants their roots using the years of neglect to reduce tiled pathways into a chaos of stones levering them from their bedded setting, obliterating the once careful design that brought elegance and clarity. Pigeons enter through glassless windows and settle into their night-time roosts gently cooing a lullaby to echo in empty rooms long since abandoned. Joyce looked sorrowfully at the body for one last time; then without ceremony she slid it towards its resting place.A soft thud sounded from the depths bellow and soil was shovelled in just deep enough to hide the body from the casual glance of a hurried construction worker. Joyce stood at the top of the shaft panting; tears welled up in her eyes, never knowingly religious she found her self muttering a deeply felt impromptu prayer "Sleep well Gina, God Bless" After a few minutes tearful vigil.