I began to pound on the glass and demand to be released,she walked over to the booth and said, "You took a job as a labassistant and now you're assist...ng, so relax and enjoy the process. Bythe way, there's no way to escape this booth, it's two inch-thickplexiglass, and as you can see it has a substantial latch that youcannot reach. I'll be along a moment and then we can begin."I watched across the lab and noticed for the first time she was wearinga pearl gray satin blouse, a tight black leather. As I listened on, I was further taken a back by the whole affair and didn't know what to think. In my mind, all of a sudden my gorgeous wife could become the property of whoever paid this pig for her, and she would have to pleasure them to make the money she needs to stay in business.The conversation went on for a while, as conversations do with chicks, but the more I listened in the more I realized that it was all real and about to go down. Essentially that night Trish had to go to her. My heart set on some weed I wondered what to do. Ultimately I had no choice but to ask my waitress.“Excuse me,” I muttered, “do you know where I could buy some rolling papers?”“Um… what?” she replied eyeing me oddly.“Er… er… I need papers to roll a cigarette and I’ve lost mine.”“Oh!” she exclaimed, “you mean wrappers - to make a joint right?” Her face now clearly smiling broadly. Soon she directed me to the nearest shop.It only took ten minutes or so for me to return with rolling papers. I was. Ruby concentrated on the sensation of his hard throbbing cock sliding deeper into her throat all the while conscious of his hands, gentle tentative at first, then a harsher weight to his touch as his fingers roamed through her tangled hair holding her with a firmness that matched his thrusts, savage and fast as his arousal increased. Ruby moaned in encouragement, her fingers travelling to his balls, tapping out a light playful caress as Hap’s thrusts picked up a pace, shifted from deep.