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A tall wo pink pasties visible beneath, stepped to our table, signaling that it was time

I followed Sara as she stood, and sensed the way the roorew still As we headed toward the hallway, I could hear the quiet shuffle of chairs pushed back fro at a respectable distance

"You ready for this?" I asked her

I could hear her s its way up my throat We passed the scenes in the other rooy offace, he al only today

I watched Sara walk confidently past clientele who looked up as she passed as if they knew her I felt their eyes on lass was tied up and being prepared for anal penetration

I could see the door to our rooht bend and my body seemed to come to life

I never knehat to expect as far as roohts Johnny kept Roohts it looked likerooalow

Tonight Mr French had gone with si cart with a decanter of scotch and so most of the smooth wood floor, and an enormous bed in the middle of the room Soft plum-colored sheets covered thecart, looking overhere overwhelmed me; I needed to distracther onto theher

"Do you want a drink?" I asked I poured myself a small bit of scotch and looked up at her

"Sure A little of that" She nodded to the bottle inall the rules She looked so in her ele thrilled I could tell by the flush of her neck how much the walk down that hall had turned her on

I poured her a s a finger in it and painting a wet line across her neck

An invitation

"We’re starting, then?"

Her laugh was a quiet, husky thing "We started an hour ago"

I downed my shot, took a step closer, and bent to suck her neck

"The last tinant," she whispered, and I wondered how firainst her back