Her face almost radiated pride as she said that, her smile beaming, sensuous red lips exposing her perfect, white teeth."Oh! Right. . . ermm. . ." I g...estured for her to come over. I guided her to a vanity unit that contained a small washbasin and had a large mirror behind it. Positioning her with her back to the mirror, she rested her bottom against the top of the unit, her long legs open, allowing me to stand between them. I slid one arm round her tiny waist and with a gentle hand behind her. "Nell Fenwick is an auburn-haired beauty and daughter of Inspector Fenwick, commandant of the Mountie camp. She's Dudley's girlfriend but her not so secret crush is on Dudley's horse, Horse. But we won't get into that now since bestiality is totally disgusting, don't you think?"Don't knock it if you haven't tried it," said Nell."Good afternoon, Nell. It's a lovely day, isn't it?" Oh hello, Dudley. Yes, it is a lovely day. How's my stallion?" I'm just fine." I wasn't talking to you," Nell. With her facial beauty, the existence of breasts made her outward appearance that much more stunning. Only Bob was privileged to see the increase in her pubic hair as well. Not quite blond in color, it was very, very fine, extremely soft, and not terribly dense, but it had spread into a nice triangular shape covering her labia and upward about two inches above the split. It didn't begin to compare to the bush on Julie, but Bob thought it was just perfect for Dusty's body. By summertime, each. I dialed Jordan’s phone number. He was still asleep but came awake fast when he heard my voice.“You wanted a possible connection of a major Seattle holding company to some kind of illegal traffic that would bring them a lot of money,” I said. “I think I’ve got something.”“Knew I could depend on you Dag. What’s up?”“There’s a ship docking this morning that has something on it. I think we might have a lead on who it’s registered to.”“What are the contents?” he asked.“You remember a couple years.