Sam was reluctant to admit the gradual loss of skill, but Buck had made Bill aware of Sam's problem and by simple observation, Bill confirmed Buck's c...oncern.He had thought about what he would do to help Sam and Buck as they aged and the company grew. There was really no need for the shop any more. The day-to-day business had dwindled, as expected, with the onset of cheap, almost throwaway appliances. CSI was 99% of the business now and what Bill had in mind was finding a way to use the massive. The fire popped and drew her attention. She became aware of how its heat bathed half her body. She particularly felt it against her ear and the tips of her breasts.By contrast, her damp mound lay in shadow and began to feel chilled. She could still feel a trickle of her honey against her tender nether lips.Eyeing David's naked and demanding cock again, she slid a couple fingers along her slit. She almost hissed, the tender flesh was so sensitive.She reached out toward the fire with her other. Bobbi liked that. Her need to be in control and stay on top of things was vital, especially at the office, but there were other times-–when she met the right guy-–that she liked giving up that control. So she let him carry her to the large sofa in his living room. Less than five feet high and just eighty-nine pounds, Bobbi dangled like a doll in his arms. He sat down on the sofa with her in lap as they kissed. He put his hand on her thigh pushed it up her skirt. Bobbi felt his stiffness under. Did she perceive me as some kind of liberator? I shrugged my shoulders. "My original intentions concerning Threm were not as they ultimately played out, but based on what you're telling me, his demise may be the best thing that ever happened to this clan." Well, yes and no," Martreen replied, "you see Threm didn't come to us alone. He brought another man with him. This other man, Broc is the one that led the hunt early this morning, and even as bad as Threm was, this Broc is even more unstable,.