Her training had now overridden everything -- calling on the programming and conditioning of the last 2 years of her life. In its emotionless menu of ...robabilities and solutions, there was little room for failure. Only completing the mission mattered. The American beauty could not and would not recognize the small, screaming human voice in her mind pleading "Get out! Save yourself! You're going to die!" Her heart was pounding, every nerve raw. Events now seemed to come as in a series of sharply. She opened the door and heard shouts from outside.“Open the Gate! Open the Gate!”As she ran across the courtyard, the gates slowly parted. Two riders crossed through, drawing to a stop in front of Marguerite. One was bundled in blankets and slumped heavily in the saddle. The other, a muscular, bearded man, jumped down and closed the distance to Marguerite. “Get help! He is ill!”She suddenly recognized the voice.“Robert? Is that you?”He was no longer a skinny, little boy. He was a man, a. I needed him inside of me. As he kissed me he pressed his groin against my pussy, through my skirt and his jeans. I could feel that he was rock hard. I wasnt going to be shy anymore. I was going to get what I wanted. I slipped shirt over his head as we kissed, and he looked at me, stunned, but he got excited, kissing me more passionatly and fercely. He hands wandered under my shirt and he unhooked my bra, he watched my expression, and seeing that I liked it, he gently removed my shirt. I. Louise stormed in, paused when she saw her mother's face, and for a second it almost seemed as if she was going to say, sorry but all she actually did was to snarl at me, "You still here? Haven't you a home to go to?" To her mother she said, "If you had anything to do with my credit card being cancelled you'll really pay for it bitch." I waited for another explosion of her temper when she went into her bedroom. At least this time I would be on hand to protect May.LouiseIn the back of my mind I.