I had been aroused when Carrie and Tanya were in my lap previously. It may have been their scents she detected. Whatever the case, the dancer looked b...ack up to my eyes and smiled. She liked what she smelled. Maybe my Charm was a really heavy aphrodisiac that others picked up and since she had a stronger sense of smell she had found the source. Anything was possible.The pulse of the music led to another song as if the artists had changed places while the band continued the beat. The dancer. He was willing to take on some young raw recruits if they were mean enough and some prime pussy it they were pretty enough, but other than that, they planned to "take no prisoners".By this time, Desmond and the others had no sense of what day of the week it was and didn't care. They knew it was moving from winter into spring but time had no importance and geography was meaningless. He was only concerned about finding good sources of new loot and new members and not getting boxed into a trap. So orderly. Life. It made sense.“D’you like it?” Carlos was watching her. “I don’t think I do anymore.”“So why don’t you sell it?”“I might just do that,” he said and he looked at her and smiled.But he didn’t. The next day, a courier delivered a neatly packaged parcel to Raine’s apartment. She opened it to find the painting and an envelope containing $3,165. For a long while, she just sat there looking at the money. The world seemed to shift, to change, to become different to anything she’d ever. “What a magnificent sight.”Donna shivers in anticipation and it doesn’t escape Narcisa’s eyes. The predatory female merely smiles wider and strips off her clothing. They stand across from one another, their eyes roaming over each other’s bodies. Narcisa is the first to move and she steps forward, pressing her body into the other woman’s. Her hard nipples rub against Donna’s and the woman lets out a needy little moan.Narcisa runs her fingers along Donna’s hips up to her arms, continuing until.