I’ll go look fer her, ye go back and tell Blair where it is. She can’ne be tae far ahead, where’er she’s going, but I ha’e a good feeling it...’s tae Knock Castle and they bastard MacDonald’s. The fisherman up the coast is her only hope.’ Lachlan shouted down to Alexander. ‘Aye, she’ll stay tae the woods tae co’er herself, that’ll slow her down.’ Alexander replied and dashed back down the passageway again. Lachlan broke from the scrub brush and ran through open ground as fast as he could. He knew. "Come and sit down, miss." "Over here." "No, over here." "Next to me." Kirstie was confused. There seemed to be such an eager, cheerful crowd of men. She had never been the centre of so much attention of so many men so much older than herself. She was used to the boys at school. As the daughter of one of the town's prominent businessmen, she was used to being treated with a certain respect. She looked around for people from her group. What few there were in the bar where equally besieged. She. I said come on come here, no i want you to tell me you want me tell me you want to fuck me, treat me like a whore. in my head i was like this is not my wife what has happened to her? just as i was about to lay her down i heard a crash outside, what was that? she said it sounded like a glass door/window, should i go and look, no she said let's fuck. i was just about to go down on Dawn and i heard the bedroom door barge open, before i could react i was in a hood and on the floor, Dawn was. The kitchen was an organised mess when I entered it, surprised not to find Lucy, but Stephanie in a pair of fleecy pyjamas. A sexy greeting was followed by a open mouthed kiss on my lips as this young girl awoke my limp cock, as I panicked to escape her charms. Stephanie explained her mother had left in a rush not a half an hour earlier mentioning my overnight stay, and to be nice to me. Stephanie’s definition of being nice totally different from her mother’s as she unbuttoned her top,.