" Then she looked at the huge flat calendar. "Oh no! I won't be back from Philadelphia until Tuesday." She grabbed the enclosed letter of congratulati...ons from the envelope and jumped onto the phone. I heard only her side of the conversation. "Yes, I'd like to exchange two tickets for the Ruffles Show-" "No, I don't want to return them and get back on the list. We waited fifteen years for these." "Yes, we're very happy you sent them to us. It's just that I have a conflict with the date and I was. From here, he drove south, through the forest, along the coast and eventually to Dargaville. The scenery once again stunning, he stopped several times along the way to do some photography. During the drive, his mind was filled with several thoughts, Priya, Michelle, Natalie, his career, the trip that lay ahead. It was the 22nd of November, and three weeks had already gone by, but three extremely stimulating, exciting and not to mention, lustful weeks. He hadn’t spoken to Priya at all, but was. "I looked at the wall and could see a room that was not on the other side of our wall but someplace else. Ronnas was close and I said, "Take these two away. See what you can do for him. Get Kuenta to help too. She may need the heart."The two boys were escorted away by Ronnas and Andis. This had to be a portal and I was sure the assassin would not suffer the kind of pain Bosma suffered just to go from one place to another. There had to be a way of protecting him. The medallion drew my eyes. I moan ecstatically as he pinches it, twirls it, and rubs it with his rough fingers. He grins wider as he slips one finger into my pussy and feels how wet I am for him already. He pulls out and grabs my hips, spinning me so that my shaved pussy is facing him. I whimper lightly as he caresses the crevice of my pussy, not yet plunging his fingers deep into me as I want him to. Finally, I thrust my hips up and his fingers slip into me, a moan of delight flowing from my lips. He pumps into my pussy.