She loved the feeling of walking around the house with no cloths and frequently did so when her mother was not around. Her mother had caught her sever...al times and it always felt rather embarrassing for her, but she continued the habit telling herself she would be more careful next time.Sandy scanned the fridge for a snack and something to drink. As she bent over she could feel the cool air against her asshole. She reached back and slid a finger across its rim. Her friends all that anal sex was. "Suddenly, as I was turning back toward her there was a flash,immediately followed by another. I looked to see her taking her digitalcamera over to the computer camera terminal and down load the pictures."There, that's my insurance you're going to cooperate." she smiled atme."Why, honey? I'm doing what you tell me." You aren't going to keep that hard-on forever. When it goes away I'llneed something for a little leverage." Now come and sit down here andI'll do your fingernails."I was stunned.... Tsanja asked him to visit her once a week for private tutoring. Penn didn't really think he needed it, but he readily accepted. Penn had known and trusted Tsanja all of his life, and had always talked to her about his worries, his aspirations. She was like family, but far enough removed from Madeleine that he felt comfortable talking about her.Penn soon realised the true purpose of these tutoring sessions. Tsanja knew that there was evil abroad in Gynt, but her family was already deeply. ‘I’ve got to find her!’ he kept repeating to himself, clenching and unclenching his fists. ‘If I ever get my hands on those bastards….’ Suddenly, he spotted something on the floor, over by the door, partially obscured by a chair. He bent down and picked it up. It was a half-used book of matches, with an advertisement on the back, for the ‘Pink Flamingo Club’, together with a Soho address. ‘This might be a clue?’ he figured, his eyes lighting up, momentarily. Then his shoulders slumped. ‘Or, it.