She sent me her pictures where she was laying on the bed in lingerie and masturbating looking straight to the camera. I loved her lips and a big dick ...she had. I was wondering how good it would feel if she was next to me right now, sniffing lines from my belly and ass. I'd love to suck her dick deeply in my throat and please her anyway she wants. I knew that if she took care of me I'd be the luckiest girl on the planet. So we started chatting and talking about lingerie, what are our preferences. She was quiet for so long that Higzashi pointed his spoon at her food. "Eat your breakfast and think. When you are done, we can talk about it more."Nodding, Shime ate her food. Thoughts of being a Ha'trin made the old hatred she had held bubble up, making it hard to swallow the soft oats.Higzashi finished with his meal, standing. She looked up at him questioningly, but he told her to stay and finish her breakfast. He went and sat on the couch, reading another book quietly as she ate.Thinking. She held me there until she reached yet another shivering climax and finally released me. We slept that night in each other's arms. In the morning I packed up and we headed home. Julie insisted that we didn't go to the police to report the incident and I respected her wishes. It wasn't until several weeks later that I discovered the real reason why.I was driving through town one day, on my way to pick up my wife from work, when suddenly I spotted a biker with the STONNED DICIPLES symbol on. .. uh ... do those ... uh ... other things..."Dear oh dear. Keep on digging why don't you, George.Nicole didn't seem to be taking any offence. She laughed at his discomfort. That was good, he supposed."It's fine," Nicole said. "I get paid well and I enjoy the work."Understanding suddenly dawned on George. There could be another reason why Miss Kitson had sent him here."Um ... Miss Kitson, she didn't give you any money to..." To do what?" Nicole asked, affecting an air of deceitful.