The smell of beef stock wafted through the street.I helped Mel up once we’d established she only had a few minor scratches on her hands. Then we tur...ned our attention to the Men In Black. Everybody spoke at once, but it was clear the old guy wasn’t going to be playing snooker any time soon. He was clutching his hand. Toupee guy looked very worried, but seemed to be okay. Hat Guy stood aside, as if the whole thing didn’t concern him and he was annoyed about the delay. He kept looking up and down. .. unless someone else had been caught and had squealed. She sank lower. The woman had to be bluffing."I'm not bluffing, Vicky," the old woman answered as if she could read Vicky's thoughts. "Please come out before I have to summon the authorities."Vicky felt herself losing control. She stifled a sob as she realized what would happen if the cops got involved. After a little joy-riding incident in high school, she'd ended up on probation. If she kept her nose clean for another year, the record. Schellen shook their hands. After the polite preliminaries he said, "I understand you ordered my brother-in-law to leave the work site two weeks ago, Mme Wallace."Helen looked him in the eye. "That is correct, M Schellen." Why did you do that?" Schellen asked, his eyes angry."M Schellen, he had no business at that job site. The site belongs to you, M Schellen, and access to the site is my responsibility. I have not been informed of any exceptions. My standing instructions are that no visitors. Nick groaned, marveling at the velvety slick heat of her. Even his lewdest imaginings of her hadn’t been this hot, this wet, this intoxicating. He could smell her musky dew, her fluid was running down his fingers. He probed her with tantalizing strokes, reveling in every soft cry she released. When he couldn’t stand the pressure in his cock a moment longer, he flung his towel on the floor and settled between her thighs. He grasped her knees and pressed them wide apart, until her pussy was fully.