Bob had a cleanchest wound mitigated by his bulletproof vest and would live, while oneof the soldiers was dead and the other just hanging on. The aura...ofMalato-Zu was strong about Cat now and Gaby knew she was capable ofanything. "Please don't kill that man in cold blood. Then you'll be nobetter than him or his sick master."Just then Colonel Romulo and a half dozen of his men came charging intothe room. They stopped like they'd hit a brick wall when they saw Cat."That's, that's, that's the same. Richard suggested North Yorkshire and she leapt at it.Life became busy. Invitations for the barbecue had to be written although they covered a lot of people by putting up a notice in the pub. They were not fussed about gate-crashers. The locals would make short work of them. They asked Jim to do the catering and provide a bar. They moved furniture from and then to the old Post Office. They also attended the end of term celebrations at Annette's school.As Deborah had predicted they came across. “A drink?” Breathing heavy, her mouth falls open, weakness in her legs makes her cling to me. She finds the strength to smile and drop down from her tiptoes. “Of course. Wine? Coffee?” Her smile returns, lighting up her eyes in the most comforting way. “Wine, please. Thank you.” I watch as she moves through the living room to the kitchen. The thin cotton barely veiling the cleft of her backside. Such perfection. “Is this your parent’s place?” “Sort of.” She stands on tiptoe to retrieve. Tease me by licking in my hair down there. Don’t go in the middle yet. That’s it. Oh yeah, that’s so good, lover. Now gently, gently, suck my pussy lips. Yeah, like that. Oooooh, my that’s good. Do it some more. Does it taste and smell good, darling?’ Danny looked up from between her legs and said, ‘It’s wonderful Ms. Blais…I mean Louise. You have a very, very nice pussy.’ ‘Now Danny darling, are you ready to take the plunge, so to speak? Just dive in and use that hot tongue of yours…..oooooh,.