“I guess so. I’m just concerned about my daughter. She’s only got a 4·4 CAP and she’s incredibly shy and insecure. It would need a special ty...pe of person to be able to take her. If she wants to go.”I looked at Davina. “Darling,” I said softly. “Do you want to go? Do you want to go to the stars? In an extraction?”She shuddered but didn’t actually say no. Or yes for that matter. “I don’t know,” she eventually whispered. “I’m...” she didn’t finish the sentence, just looked down. I had no idea what. The tannery end ... and down the street ... the stable end when a canvas bag was thrust over her head and the drawstring tightened just enough to stop what little breath she had.It would be exceptionally unfair and a complete distortion of the facts to say... She fell like a ton of bricks. Conversely, it would be a bald-faced lie to say she gently swooned.Eva hit the dirt.Her captors trussed her up like a roasting turkey and tossed her over a packsaddle.The dust of their leaving had no more. “What’s happened now?” I asked.“I dropped my phone while I was talking to Jason this morning when he brought my coffee to me,” Jen said excitedly.“Was he naked?”“Yes Trevor, when I dropped my phone, he said, oh that’s a naughty girl,” Jen screamed, “I think that you must be spanked for dropping your phone.”“What did you say?”“I smiled and said, okay sir,” Jen told me.“Wow!”“He said, this time it will be thirty on each beautiful cheek!” Jen said excitedly.“What did you say?”“Trevor, I was so. She knew it was swollen, no that wasn't right, engorged with her own blood and the sensation was sending chills throughout her body. She ran her hand under the side of her panties and touched herself. She was dripping.Janet put the book down, closed her eyes and tilted her head backwards. One hand went under her T-shirt and began to massage a breast and to pinch her nipple. The other hand remained inside her panties caressing her pussy. She could almost smell herself. She slipped a finger.