"Ahh, I meant Mann. What of Mann?" she asked, recovering from her mistake.She really had not had the time to discuss things with her father and realiz...ed that she needed to do so soon, but obviously not right now."He should be fine," Galt remarked and then started toward the door. "We are not even sure of the threat yet. Come on."They stepped out of the shop and into chaos! The village was under attack from all points and all quarters. Bohemian Lancers had surrounded the village while members of. I rolled off the cot to kneel in front of her. She lifted her arms as I pulled her t-shirt off, then lay on her back as I removed her shorts. There were no panties. In the moonlight her breasts were as wonderful as I’d imagined. I could smell the passion wafting from her and hoped I could last long enough to give her what she needed. I stood as best I could in the tent, she pulled my shorts down and I stepped out of them. Her hands went to my cock, wrapping around it, tugging on it, pulling. When we got to my place, the argument continued inside, and she stormed outside - I let her go, but followed a few moments later to find her outside talking on the phone to her parents. She was in tears. I waited at a distance, and when she was done, I asked her quite to come back inside. She did, but she was pretty upset, tear stains evident on her clear ebony skin.Once inside, we sat on the sofa, and she started to cry again. I started to comfort her, and held her close, and within moments. He admired the way she'd organised her home so that everything was accessible from a wheelchair and he could see what hardship it would bring if she had to give up living there. Finally Kathleen asked bluntly what had been on her mind ever since they'd released her from the police station. "What are you going to do now Sir? Prosecute? Sack me? Both?"Bryan leaned back in the armchair, his head throbbed, "I know what I'd like to do... now don't get mad and start throwing things... if I had my way.