The camisole was suspended on Nan’s ripe melons only by friction and size. Cass licked the base of Nan’s neck and sprinkled the salt out. The worl... narrowed to Cass’s lips and Nan’s neck. The bright red tongue extended to lick the salt, delicately, not with the puppy-dog lick I had used. It seemed to be tracing patterns on the smooth skin, not washing it. Then it retracted and the shot glass poured its liquid down a graceful throat. Finally, the lips moved to Nan’s lips. Slowly, softly, the. Looks like you only got it yesterday."I got some mumbling in a weird accent in reply. No surprises there to anyone who's ever used a minicab in London. Funnily, though I could only see the back of the guy's head and he was wearing a cap I had the odd feeling he was familiar. I really couldn't place him so I put it to one side and gave him the address. Chapter 7 The CollectionI knocked on the door of Mike's flat and was a little surprised when the door opened. She hadn't waited to be dressed up. More

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