She was wearing silky panties. I wondered what kind they were. I had to find out. I grabbed her ankles and lifted her legs up high, telling her to gra... them under the knees. She obeyed. She was now sitting before me spreading her legs herself. Her panties were a black satin and lace g string. I buried my head in her panties and sniffed. The aroma of her musk and perfume made me hard. I pulled them to the side and gazed at her perfect pussy. I then started licking. She moaned a little. Soon she. She loved plunging into cold streams, not having to do anything more than taking off her shoes.She was enjoying being naked outdoors so much that her thoughts returned to her counterfeit penance collar. She would have liked to put it on, but then she’d have to leave Sebernekt Ris and go where no one knew her.Leave Sebernekt Ris.Why not? As long as she had her collar, she could go where she wanted and was assured of having meals and places to sleep from the Danubian Church. The collar carried. He said, “I told you she was affectionate.” She laughed, but then returned her gaze to Dave.During a lull in things, Dave handed Derek a sealed envelope. “Derek, read this and then tell me what you think. Not in public.” Derek went off towards his car as though he forgot something, and then returned about five minutes later. He rejoined the group at the bar. Dave shifted so he could talk to them at one end of the counter. Emily had joined them; she’d already read Dale’s PI report.Derek said,. “Well observed!” said Judy sarcastically.“Good looking,” said Gary.“Hey folks!” shouted Jeanette, “She could be a reporter, or the police.”“Or a suicide bomber!” laughed Terry, “though the bomb isn’t under that dress!”“In her bag?” said Gary, though without conviction.By this time the doorbell rang.“Where’s Victor?” asked Jeanette.“In the can!” said Terry, “We’d better go and sort her out.”They dispersed according to a well rehearsed plan, the two men going round the outside of the house to.