Chapter 19

They never did get around to the scarves Monday night but they had on Tuesday. Lydia's pussy tingled at the memory of Galen using restraints on her and then licking and sucking her to orgasm after orgasm until she'd been little more than a limp rag. Then he'd untied her and flipped her over on the bed, taking her pussy from behind while he stuffed his thumb up her anus. She'd come all over again while he'd pounded her, finally calling out her name as he'd detonated inside of her. At least this time they'd remembered the condoms. She'd picked up an extra box and had taken to stashing a supply in her purse - as well as her desk, her kitchen drawer and everywhere else she could think of.

She sat at her desk Friday afternoon trying to concentrate. She was tired and still being frustrated by the scroll. She'd taken dozens of photos of the scroll, the ring and the case and now she was hunched over them with a magnifying glass looking for further clues. The more she studied the thing the mor