Looking at the dedication page, there was a handwritten note."For my dearest Connie, please accept this unexpurgated text as a token of my affection a...d appreciation for the time we shared. David"I studied Lady Chatterley at school and could probably have turned unerringly to the consummation scene, although I didn't have to; this volume was so well-thumbed that the book simply fell open at the correct page. I found those old, familiar words so easily:"Then with a quiver of exquisite pleasure. "Cynthia Piper was justly proud, "Pete is known for throwing great gatherings. I remember one ... it rained all three days ... not a drizzle ... downpour. The whole gathering was moved into that tent ... even the tipi's had room." Pete?" asked Mina.Peter," confessed Cindy."Oh, shit ... Peter Piper? What better name for a farmer who grows peppers ... does he pickle them too?" Mina was in awe."That's Pete ... by the peck." Cindy cringed."I am NOT going to say it." Thank you ... I hear it all the. Her panties where very wet and I could see her throbbing lips wet with juices and as I caressed her firm dancers legs, kissing and licking up she quivered and moaned with utter pleasure. I worked up her thighs, moving my fingers up close to her wet pussy while continuing kissing, licking her firm thighs, at that point I sat her down on my chair spread her legs and moved up her inner thighs caressing, kissing as I neared her soaking wet pussy I could smell the sweet aroma and knew she would cum. ”Smythe left after that, and Aran closed his door and locked it, preparing to tap into that hurricane of power he’d discovered within himself yesterday. Unbuckling his sword belt, he crossed the room and sat on the edge of the bed. Hands on knees, he closed his eyes and breathed deeply and evenly.‘Not so much, this time,’ he reminded himself. ‘Just bring it out slowly, until you can sense them.’His feelings radiated outward more gently this time, first to surround the Chapel. Every soul in the.