“OK.” She stood up, turned around and bent right over the arm of the sofa. Her skirt rose up, not only could I see her stocking tops, but the bott...om of a pair of lacy black panties, tight and firm across her arse, with a lovely little gap where the silk covered her pussy. Snap, snap. “Can you hold that camera steady? I’m amazed.” She stood up, and turned around, standing above me. Her hand moved to the waistband of her skirt. “You remember the golden rule, right.” “I remember.” I said. She. Looking at the date on his calendar, reality started hitting home even harder, what the fuck? According to the calendar almost a whole week had passed. A moment later a knock came from the door of the room he was in, looking out he shook his head oh great, it was that bitch of a manager."I know you're in there! I got that receipt you wanted!" she shouted.Opening the door Alan put on his best face, the rotund, white haired, short older woman stood there with her arms crossed. "Yes maam," Alan. A thought occurred to me.Peeling off the highway at the first exit, I pulled over. “Give me that locket.”“Why?”“Because. Give it to me.”Her pale blue eyes narrowed in distrust. “What do you want it for?”“Your father gave it to you. I want to check it.”“Oh.” She removed it and handed it to me.I inspected it. It looked innocent enough - a simple locket. Opening it, I studied the photos. They looked normal; old, slightly distorted like they’d been shrunk and reproduced from Polaroids. Pulling a. "The big fella?" Two thousand years without a miracle then he makes a magic dress?"She folded her arms. "Must have come from somewhere, dickhead."There wasn't much else to say after that. We breakfasted, conversedalong obvious 'what's going on' lines and cleared up before Nina, alwaysrestless in one place, demanded we went out."I'm not sitting here all day watching you watching for the first signof tits. We're going to climb something." What if I change some more?"She was already pulling on her.
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