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for Tom to come around in the morning with the police liaison officer assigned to this case, and we can re-trace your steps to see if we can find any more evidence.”
    “Yes, that’s fine. Oh while I remember; Malcolm said that he was going to chase things up with the police commissioner. They may well ask me to help them with an artist’s impression of the poachers!
    Robert nodded his head in agreement. “Yes, that would certainly help out. Meanwhile Tom is asking around to see if anyone recognises potential targets from the descriptions you have given us. If they are local then someone must know them – especially the one with the limp.”
    During this time they all finished their Tea and headed through to the lounge, where Agnes had lit a log fire, which was merrily blazing away in the hearth; for even in early summer-time, Scottish evenings tend to be rather chilly.
    Making himself comfortable, with his feet up on a small table; Robert changed the subject away from poachers, to the plans for the wedding which he knew they were desperate to talk about .
    All this time a figure lurked in the trees outside the cabin, taking measure of the place and planning his next move.
    “So th is is the Scottish hero!” he thought to himself, as he considered his chances in a physical encounter; and decided that it should be avoided if at all possible.
     
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Chapter 7
    It was late in the evening when they all retired to bed . Agnes having informed them earlier that the little white church at Coylumbridge, had confirmed their booking – which delighted Sally – and that the Highland Piper was available to pipe them in.
    Sally came out of the shower, and slipped naked into the bed beside Robert; who was already turned on in anticipation of what was to come.
    She quickly arranged herself so that she was on top – her favourite position; and Roberts hungry mouth found her erect nipples. Easing herself on to him, Sally let out a moan of unrestrained pleasure – and immediately covered her mouth.
    “Oops!” She giggled like a guilty school-girl. “I hope your mother didn’t hear that!”
    Robert answered by grabbing her bare buttocks, and pulling her down further on to him ; resulting in them both being carried away with the pure ecstasy of the moment. The final release, when it came, caused them both to cry out in unison; after which Sally  collapsed giggling onto Robert’s muscular chest.
    “Well that’s done it good and proper; We’ll maybe have to wear gags next time to cut the noise out!” She remarked grinning.
    “Gags…hmmm – I never knew you were into kinky sex! Tell you what; you bring the gags and I’ll bring the handcuffs!” Robert replied wickedly.
    Sally gave him a coy look. “Hmm, well maybe another time eh!”
    “You really are a wicked hussy Sally McInnis!” It was Roberts turn to grin as he rolled her over onto her back.
    “Now that we’ve had the main course; isn’t it about time for desert?” Sally spread her legs wide in invitation.
    “Well, only if you think you can manage another course! My highland super-stud!” She teased.
     
    It was just beginning to get light, heralding another pleasant day to come, when Sally awoke to the early bird-song. Robert was still sleeping soundly, and she found herself lulled into a comfortable place , by the quiet sound of his steady breathing.
    She had wondered if Agnes would be happy with their sleeping arrangements, and had been quite prepared to get separate accommodation somewhere; or even just to sleep in a separate bedroom.
    Agnes however had declared “ Och …away with you! You are both adults, and no longer children to be told what to do!”
    Sally had brought up the question of friends and neighbours – and what they would think. To which Agnes replied. “To be truthful Sally – I’m past caring! The fact is that for the last few years, my life has been fraught with stress and heartache for my boy; I worried constantly over his