"Clegg understood at once. He'd heard about Renault from Ferrari in Casablanca.According to Ferrari, Lazlo and Ilsa had turned up in Casablanca. There... had been some fuss about letters of transit to allow them to leave. Strasser had been there too, looking for the same letters. Strasser had been shot at the airport. The police were still looking for the culprit. They'd been interviewing the usual suspects but without result. Renault and Rick had left shortly afterwards. Ferrari had his own idea. Susan stated, "I am ready to move anywhere the family decides, but I do not want us to be broken up!"I assured her that everybody was going to Albuquerque and we may have to go in two groups depending on how well Aunt Alice was doing. Susan admitted that Aunt Alice was getting better and would be allowed to return home if she continued to improve and there was someone to look out for her. I suggested we move her into the study, which made Susan happy.Susan stated except for some knickknacks and. I was quite taken aback to find she considered her appropriate move was to put her open hand on my package.Awkwardly we removed the bra and I felt her silky skin and the hard, crinkled nipple in the middle.We stood up and I drew back the curtain. She sat on the bed with her tits out, looking bemused.As I removed my jeans and underpants she said, "Why are you undressing?" but as I turned to face her, with my erection right in front of her face, she lay back and encouraged me to pull her stretchy. "Heather eased up and slid her hands up Diane's back. "Too much too soon?" she asked in a concerned voice.Diane gave her a tiny smile. "I just don't want you to get me too excited before I do something for you."Heather stared into Diane's eyes, her own glistening. "Diane, you don't have to, let me just--" Heather," Diane said, impatience edging her otherwise lusty tone. "Don't analyze it. Please. I've been doing that enough to myself."Heather's eyes widened, and she drew back slightly, feeling.