Her lips slid between my Breasts, gently touching the hot wet tongue inflamed skin, lower and lower, but her lips are traveling across my belly trembl...d with emotion, that relate untidy pubic hair, tickling my thighs. I reached out and ran his fingers through the mane, smelling of unfamiliar perfume. Margo understood my gesture in his own way, as if I was urging her. She sighed, she wanted me to tease a little, put his hands my hips, putting his palms under the buttocks. The palms were still. I certainly know – well, suspect – that Dawn has fucked all the guys at one time or another and I suspect she knows that I’ve had the girls. But it was always kept private. And so it came to me. Her perfect birthday and anniversary present. On the morning of the big day I woke early and prepared her breakfast in bed. I gently awoke her from her sl**p with the traditional bacon eggs etc and hot coffee and sat on the side of the bed chatting whilst she ate it. “And your present’s in the lounge,”. Zena retold the story of her "boyfriend" and his abusive behavior as well as his troubles with the police. She also told him of the call from the Darion Police to warn her of the rumor of Roger's threat. It was at that point that Bill took over."Tex, I need to know everything there is to know about Roger Traubel. We need to find a way to neutralize him and do it in such a way as there is no tie to Zena, or for that matter, to you and me." Got it. I'll get started this morning. Zena, can I ask. There was nothing he could do for her, even his libido had scruples and a woman, fast approaching octogenarianism, was a step too far for him. That she had money and seemed to be fascinated by his youth and virility didn’t help. He let her down as gently as he could, not wanting to hurt her feelings, but realising that, once offered, there was no way to say no without crushing her. His mistake though, was lying when he said he wasn’t feeling too well. She came back for another crack at him a.