--- "You better be out of here, before the shop is empty." --- whispered Hank --- "Else you can get more then you bargained for."--- "Oh, I think I ha...ve a couple more bags to check out."She didn't stop teasing them, bending on straight legs to look at some nice rims, and showing off her chest by rising her hands and yawning beside the counter.After the last client left, Sam bolted the door and drown the curtains. Hank got from behind the counter, and they both looked at her. Fear came into her. " Topping off our supplies whenever we can is also probably a good idea," Anelie admitted. She nodded, as if she had just talked herself into it. "OK, let's go." Halt."Felek reined in before the two Kikker guards. They stood in the center of the road, about ten feet ahead of where it passed through the stone wall. The wall was only about eight feet high, augmented a bit by the ditch dug before it. There was no drawbridge, the entrance protected by a simple wooden gate, now open. Wild animals. We had to sneak around and didn’t even take our clothes off like this,” I admitted.“How many times did you do it with her?” Pollie asked.“Three times altogether. She comes to every reunion so maybe we’ll do it again. I hope so.” Then I thought that maybe I shouldn’t be talking about another woman when I was still inside this one, so I shut up.Pollie chuckled, “Those must be good memories because you’re getting hard again right inside me. I hope I can make memories as good. I’d like another one. This afforded Will a good view and he knew from a car, it would be hard to see the back of the shop. Will turned and leaned against the bench to watch as Jasmine cruised by slowly. A “golf-pro" appearing fellow was in the passenger seat and although Jasmine wore dark glasses, they didn’t disguise her slight turn toward Will. Her look in his direction didn't include a wave. Will concluded she could not see him. He was still wondering why she drove down this street. *** Jasmine’s business focus.