Obviously his clothes. She wanted him to get new clothes. Hansen thought that a few pairs of jeans, some shorts, some t shirts and a coat or two were ...wardrobe enough. He always had. Except when he was working. For the government. He’d needed different clothes for that. Uniforms. Boots. Body armour. He didn’t need those anymore. He was happy and he was with Emma. They stood in front of the shop window, Emma throwing knowing glances at the window and Hansen resisting her exhortations to go into. So she pulled off her pants and I started rubbing her bald pussy. I made my way down her breasts and belly and started to lick her very wet pussy. I sucked her pussy lips and played with her clit with the tip of my tongue.I started rubbing her pussy with my finger, then inserted one. Then two. She was squirming and moaning loudly. Then as I always do, I took my other hand and put one finger and started slowly playing with her ass. I put my finger in her ass and she really started moaning. So I. Italways gave me a charge. It would travel up to my breasts and cause mynipples to harden. I liked it when he placed his hand behind my neck andbrought my lips to his. My hair would cascade forward, adding to thesensations. I was almost there but I did not feel like my character waswhole. Everything was pleasant.My financial position had changed entirely. The pressure of abjectpoverty had been removed from me. Everyone was now respectful andfriendly toward me. When I first came, I was the new. If we travelled across the sea it would just get colder and colder.’ ‘No one would want to live where it’s colder than even here,’ said Demure, shivering under the deer-skin that covered her shoulders even though it was now Spring. ‘Perhaps the sea has no other shore. Perhaps it goes on forever.’ ‘So where do the ice floes come from?’ Demure shook her head. ‘Perhaps it’s so cold that the sea turns to ice,’ she ventured. The lovers were now living together with a tribe of Raft People who.