She looked up and saw a girl face, a little older then Dorothy, sticking out from behind the curtain, on the carriage where the driver would be. Dorot...y stepped back, as the woman came through the curtain and stepped off the carriage. She wore a long black dress that covered her whole body. Her hair long and black to her shoulders."Did you make my horse stop. It wasn't suppose to stop until we got to the mountains." Dorothy pointed to her right and the woman turned and saw the mountains,"Ah. Jerome was carrying her up to the bedroom and in a few moments she was going to be laid on the bed and fucked by them both. Claire had never done anything like this in her life before. She had been made love to before. Men had carried her up to bed in the past; laid her down and stripped her. They had been boyfriends though, as well as her husband. The men taking her to bed now were, more or less, strangers and they weren’t going to make love to her. They were going to fuck her. They were. ‘Go into the back and attend to all those requirements,’ her driver said. ‘No you stop off for a meal and treat me like a lady,’ she said. ‘Well you go dressed before I stop anywhere,’ Dino said, eyeing the big tits and feeling his loins waking. They ate, very civilly and as they got back into the RV Cindy said brightly, ‘Shall we fuck?’ Dino had to think about it and then said no. ‘Okay I know you don’t like me,’ she said. Dino knew she would have been right about that once, but now he was not. Regards, Connor.” For a moment she was relieved to know it had been found – until the memory of what was on it popped into her mind. Connor had also left his cell number and a request that she call it to make the arrangements. She paced for a few minutes, trying to think out the reality that he may have been curious enough to look through the private gallery stored on it, but also hoped that maybe he had forgotten and just did a quick scan of the information to find her email. “Hello, my.