Totally naked at last, she lay on her back with her head propped up against her pillows. Michael leaned over her, gently biting each of her nipples, p...lling at them before sliding his tongue down over her stomach and hips. Finally he moved between her inner thighs. As he began to explore her open pussy with his tongue, he traced the shape of her plump sex with the tips of his fingers. He introduced a single finger to circle around her entrance, while concentrating the tip of his tongue more. /C"She tore the note and envelope in pieces and threw it in the wastebasket by the door before walking over to the dead end amongst the cabinets and shelves of the archives. Anger fumed in her and she walked with heavy determined steps that echoed through the large room. Turning the corner she found him standing there in the dead end with a smile on his face.- Are we upset over something?- You little dip shit. - Tsk tsk, such language.- Language my ass, this has gone far enough. You will hand. " Her voice trails off in despair. It's a hollowempty sound."I know Hun." My voice quivers. "But he's got 5." I don't believe my owninsincere optimism. "Triple Oh. Clare. Now. Please," I beg. (Triple zerois the Australian equivalent of 911)Her trance seems to break and she complies. She conveys with urgentefficiency all the details dispatch needs to know, accompanied by aplease hurry. It was a task for her to do. I could keep her in thepresent if she remained task oriented.Meanwhile, as I'm. Eventually I arranged the pillows on my bed for maximum comfort, layback, opened my legs as wide as they would go and slowly eased open thelid on the second box.It was a bit of an anti-climax at first, just a clear stone. Actuallymore like opaque glass. I touched it, it was soft, oh god, it changed.Sometimes it was soft, sometimes hard. I decided to take it out of the box."bloody hell" it came out by itself, it moved and was now sitting in myhand; how the fuck did it do that?It was like it was.