“See you next week, Gail,” he said, as he and his partner sauntered out the back door. Then with a backward wave he added, “And, seriously…you...have a really nice place here.”I cleaned myself up and pulled all my clothes back into place, then stood behind the bar and lamented this new development. I had to turn over $500 every week, which I could barely afford, and it looked like I was going to have Vinnie’s cock inside me every week, as well. Goddamn it….this sucked! And I couldn’t see any way. ”Ella realised the advice that Monica was giving her was good advice and made quite a point of standing up and yanking her hem right up to the top of her thighs before sitting back down. She then glared at Dave, even though until today she had always treated him with the utmost respect, and ordered, “Get yourself across my lap.” Dave swallowed hard as he heard the instruction and realised that he was getting ever more turned on because he was about to live his long-held fantasy of being. Now he was past curious, he was nervous and scared at the same time. He started to speak but she shushed him and told him to strip. His mouth opened but she shook her head no and said; “Trust me. Don’t talk, trust me and you will understand.”Before their talk he would have been able to just strip and stare her down but now he was a nervous wreck. But he did it, he just stripped and his mini me stood up ready to take a bow. Again all his self control was gone. She smiled at him and quickly. " You owe me," she whispered back.What were they waiting for? Rodrigo wondered. The stairway door had opened, and he heard a thump, like someone falling to the floor, but now, there was only tense silence. Rodrigo realized that he was becoming paranoid and it was getting worse by the second. His normal instincts were dull, and he was feeling something unusual, panic. As sweat broke out on his face, he contemplated ways to kill that punk-ass pot dealer next time he saw him. It had to be the weed.