And, for a tad more money and with the right client, Susan could pretend to enjoy rather more than was strictly vanilla. Even bondage and a light span...ing was an available option and given the demand for it amongst the moneyed and privileged, one worth enduring on occasion. However, it was vital that Benedict wouldn’t be left with the impression that Sir Kenneth’s cousin was anything less than a lady—however good a fuck she might be. So: not too much eye-contact, appreciably laboured reluctance. What about Honeyeva?”“We bring her too,” Mia was definite. “That’s the only way we can ever get the aliens safe, and us too. Anyway let’s get going. It’s nearly three already so we’ve got three hours of darkness to get them out of there.”“It’s two miles to the huts from the border fence,” Paul had been looking at the map. “We can land here just on the Cuba side, by this fence with this road. It looks empty. We go north for about seven-fifty meters, cut through the fence and go straight west. "Yes mommy, I'm tired," Tad replied, but his eyes dropped to the opening at the top of my robe. He stared. A thrill ran through my body watching him take in my breasts. I turned a little pretending to look at the clock, but really I was giving Tad a chance to see my nipples. Turning like that opened the robe up a little more, and I didn't fix it after facing Tad again.Finally he looked me in the eyes and stuttered, "well, I gu... guess I will go to bed mommy." I loved him calling me "mommy" now. 'We stay locally, you must come around one night for dinner and a chat', I proffered, and she enthusiastically accepted, and I waisted no time in writing down my phone number, 'Put it somewhere safe and call me soon', I said, my heart racing and my ears pounding, I was un-shamefully propositioning a mere girl, my voice sounding lustful, but I cared not a jot.We stopped outside my husbands friend room, 'Number 34', she said, her face adopting a creeping reddish hue, which made her even more.