The mistress lockedChelsie's hands behind her back again and forced her to the floor. Chelsieknelt, trembling, next to the chair, awaiting whatever mi...ht come next.Mistress Lisa sat back in the chair and spread her stocking thighs. Shetossed a silk scarf over Chelsie's head and pulled her forcefully fowarduntil her face was pressed tightly against her crotch. Chelsie thought shehad gone to heaven as she began licking at her Mistress. "Yes, sweetheart,that's the way I like it", Mistress Lisa. I replied a little ashamed: "I'm sorry, but you are very beautiful." "Thanks, but am I a little old for a boy your age?" "There is no age to look at a woman"We continued this little game of seduction for a few minutes until his foot reached the top of my thigh, just below my erect penis.With her bare foot she felt the jerk in my pants: "You're all excited, you know?" "You are doing nothing to not do this."She stood up, sat down next to me and started kissing me. After a few shovels, my hands. She grunted in annoyance. "What I'm saying is that we've gone to all this trouble to rescue the Edenites but nowhere along the line has anybody had the good taste to ask them whether they want to be rescued. Now do you follow me?"There was a very long silence. At last Heisinger broke it."Are you saying maybe they don't?" she asked in almost a whisper."I have absolutely no idea," replied Meiersdottir briskly. "Do you? Does anybody?" But— I don't understand you. Why wouldn't they? I mean, their. I’ve allowed him to stay because I’d promised him a role in killing Winslow and his thugs, and I felt he needed the closure that such an act would give him. I then let him stay because I saw the pain he was feeling once Winslow was dead, and he learned how futile revenge really was. Now that we’ve returned from the north and we are wrapping matters up, I feel that we need to resolve this outstanding matter. While I am willing to reconsider other options, banishment is still on the table; and.