I always ended up at the sunset picture. During my last gaze upon it an older man approached me and joined in the look over of the painting. I turned ...and recognized him as the artist himself. I quickly introduced myself and congratulated him on such a successful opening. He gave a polite smile and sort of shrugged. I ignored this and started gushing about his painting, about how I loved the realism, loved the colors, just loved it so much! I told him that he must be so proud to be so gifted and. Can he read?”“I don’t know. I think so.”“Can you read?”She nodded.“Bring me pen and paper.”She nodded, leaving the room in a hurry. Cat watched her leave with a frown on her face.Hanna returned a few minutes later with pen and paper. I addressed a short letter to Vasha.Go to Curia. Tell her you have the boy and that you know the boy’s worth. Tell her you’ll kill the boy if she doesn’t leave Braka. Tell her Yayim will murder me if she uses her magic on the floating city, or if she tries to. "Right," said Lena, taking control, "I'll lay on the bed with my head near the edge, Sophie, you lean over me with your pussy over my face, and Ann, you fuck her arse from behind. How does that sound?" Sophie was beaming, she obviously liked the idea and so did I. We got ourselves in to position. Lena, who'd now put a pair of panties on, lay back on the bed with her head almost over hanging the side. I pulled the strap-on tight around my waist and eased one of the thick pink rubber cocks up in. After about a week or so of back and forth messages I invited her to my house, she accepted it and the day after I Was off and she told her husband she was going to go shopping.She got to my house and knock on the door, I open it and there she was wearing exactly what I told her to wear a skirt, I love skirts it usually means easy access ;-) I invited her in.She sat on the couch and I sat right next to her I did some small talk and after about 5 minutes I decided to put my hand on her leg to.