Silk was unsure how to proceed but decided to just follow Michael’s lead. When he cut and ripped her shirt open her heart rate picked up again causi...ng her breathing to do so also. Quickly she caught herself though and tried to calm herself. She was thankful that she knew she could trust Michael.When Michael felt her relax once more he continued and reached down her stomach to the hem of her skirt. There he yanked it up and felt for her thong, gripping it he tugged once to let her know he was. "Hi again," Katie said."Well hi again. What happened to the sun tan that you wanted to get?" I finally responded, hoping I didn't sound like a total fucking tool, unable to put a sentence together to this amazingly hot young cute girl.Katie looked at me, blushed heavily, and said, "Well, uh, I have a weird question for you. It's kind of awkward, but well, uh, yeah," and she stood there, staring at me in a shy way."Go ahead. What's the question? I might even have the right answer," I said to her. ‘Not a Canadian, not a Canadian. Kicked out the blighter a hundred and forty-five years ago.’ His voice was faint, but it held an unfamiliar accent: a soft drawl heard nowhere in the British Empire. A double take while she tried to place the accent. ‘Come now, Captain, you’re in the Canadian Cavalry. You’re in the King’s service.’ She struggled to hold his hands down with surprising force. ‘All right, I’ll grant that, but don’t pull that patriotic crap with me.’ ‘Very well, Captain. If you let. This is a first." I couldn't help but laugh, he did too. "Can I give you my email address and get the messages?" "Sure, when do I get my first twenty-five hundred?" "When are you seeing her next?" "Friday afternoon." "Alright, I'm actually working that day at noon. If you wanna get here at like 11:30 I could give you the cash then as long as I have the emails first." "Works for me," he replied. "And I'll have the camera set up that day too. All you'll need to do is bring her into my bedroom and.