There was one thing Mike hadn't anticipated and I let out an involuntary moan of horror when I saw him come into the garage. It was Balzac, the neighb...ors friendly, playful kitten! I jumped a bit from the surprise of seeing something come into the garage, and the kitten's attention was immediately drawn to the weights hanging down in the center of the room. Praying that I could scare him away, I began to make as much noise and squirm around as much as I could. Not only did this fail to scare the. “Aw, shucks, Mike,” she said.“It’s lunch time,” I said.“We can bring lunch with us tomorrow,” she said.“Yes, and stay out all day, and get really burned,” Ianswered.She spread her legs and rubbed her pussy lips with herfingers. “This is the only thing that’s going to burnyou,” she said.I could feel my cock getting hard again. “Charlene, wehave to get back.”She smiled. “I know.” She bent and began. A moment later, she turned around and upon recognition, smiled in my direction."Hey! Thanks for sticking up for me over there," I said, with a little grin."Sir... , why do I get the idea that you didn't need anyone to stick up for you," she said with a little sardonic smile. "In fact," she laughed, "Come on; admit it—you took it easy on him."Aw... , he was just having a bad day," I laughed. "I didn't want to make it worse for the poor guy." That Scrimp salad really does look scrumptious," she. The left wall was lined with bookshelves while the right held a fireplace, currently silent. At the far end, in front of a large window with the curtains drawn, was a desk. The wood from which it was crafted had a deep, rich color to it, almost the color of blood. The shelves had been crafted in it too and made a stark contrast with the lighter colors of the books they held. But it wasn’t books alone that sat on the shelves. Phyre approached and reached up to take a little wooden box that was.