He set the tray on the table, lifting the cloth to reveal sandwiches for the women. There was a strange light in his eyes when he lifted his gaze to C...mille's face. Then he was gone."He gives me the creeps," Lorette whispered."Me, too," Camille admitted as she snatched a sandwich from the tray.The sound of clinking metal caught her attention. There, on the plate where her sandwich had been, lay a single brass key. Before Lorette had a chance to see it, she snatched it up and stuffed it into a. At first he was almost timid our encounter like sexual smash and grabs. but as time went on he grew demanding and the frequency of our encounters grew as well. Towards the end our trysts would happen two maybe three times a week. We seemed to go from, a little head, then intercourse, then both in the same encounter. He was the first to drive me to orgasm while fucking, I even came once just giving him head. When I think of him I remember him as being a rather large man, tall broad. By the way, I want to thank you for leaving your knife in my shoulder. The Meds tell me that if you had removed it, the extra blood loss may have cost me an additional four days of recovery time. You will find it in the drawer beside you. The Meds have cleaned and sterilized it for you." They both chuckled at that.As Tira fetched her knife from the drawer, Tika could not help saying: "I like you Paginna. I did not think I would. You seem so different from this afternoon."Paginna laughed. There was something cute about him. He had a deep southern accent, and I took him as something of a redneck, although he didn't seem to have a problem hitting on a black girl. He kept telling me about how he was on the football team, and the whole time he was talking I don't think he took his eyes off my breasts at all.The punch had done its job, I was pretty drunk myself. In fact, at one point, leaning against a railing talking to him, I almost fell over.He grabbed me. I felt like a little toy.