Ich wurde immer erregter und merkte auch, wie ich langsam feucht zwischen den Beinen wurde. Nun drang ich mit zwei Finger in meine Vagina ein und dann... wieder heraus. Dies wiederholte sich und die Bewegungen wurden immer schneller bis ich nur noch st?hnte und meinen ersten H?hepunkt als Frau hatte. Als ich meine Augen ?ffnete, stand Manuela vor mir und l?chelte."Sch?nes Gef?hl, nicht?" Himmlisch. M?nner wissen nicht, was sie verpassen."Wir beide kicherten."Jennifer, es wird Zeit zu packen. Ich. He had some snow fetched from a mountain top, and the gloves kept the hands dry and warm, even when snow was piled on top and packed around for hours.The Emperor went back to throwing his knives, and took the wonder gloves out of their safe storage once a week or so, and wore them, or just held them in his lap and gazed at them.The spy sent every scrap of rumor and information he could find, and a strange story it seemed, just the sort to stimulate The Emperor's imagination. The Man had been. She again seemed to struggle for a reply, but finally managed to blur ‘May’. He estimated her age in the late sixties. He knew May was an old name and he hadn’t come across it for decades, however, he was not an amateur and recognize the awkwardness of the woman so he took charge of the conversation so by the time the coffee was finished, she had relaxed a bit and her face was displaying a more interesting expression. On the way back to the vehicles she was again clinging as though he would. For a few seconds she tried to keep pace, but I wasn’t having it. I couldn’t bear it. I had to get out of there.As I pulled into the street that would lead me home; home, what a joke, my mind started to wander. This was Joyce right; Joyce the ‘Type A’, hard-nosed, organized, super-efficient, loyal, faithful, ever loving wife, perfect mother, pillar of the church. What a crock of shit!She was going to call. I knew she’d call. The cell phone was her weapon, the whip she used to flail everyone in.