’ ‘I think you’re in the wrong house. How the hell did you get in here? I locked all doors.’ ‘I’m used to wandering in and out of here. I ...sed to act as caretaker when I worked on the island when Clyde was away overseas on business. By the time Rosella arrived to live here before their marriage I had opened my Auckland office. Clyde told me to drop my gypsy-like appearances at the house unannounced but called me later in the day and said your mom thought the custom was cute and wanted it. She won’t know a thing.’ ‘I love you, Jean-Claude.’ ‘And I love your pussy, Katie. I’ve got to go. Meet me tomorrow, same time.’ ‘Okay.’ Martin remained in his hiding place, his head swirling with the conversation he’d just heard. He listened as the footsteps went separate ways, then crept out into the hallway, nearly colliding with Chantal. ‘Chantal! Oh, I’m sorry!’ ‘That’s okay, Martin!’ She laughed, clutching his arms to steady herself. ‘What are you doing creeping around in the stairwell?’. ” There was a little-girl brokenness in the way she said it. She kissed his face and suddenly it was wet with tears from her eyelashes. “I’m silly, I know. But I … It’s something I need, Eric. Please give me this, baby.”God. He owed her. He owed her this one thing, whatever game she had in store. And how could he deny his own level of intrigue? It was the least he could do—let her have her fun.And then later he could fuck her really hard.“Okay.”“Okay? Really?”“Yeah. Really. You’ve been a good. Trust me. I won't do anything you won't enjoy, I promise. Just let me do what I know you'll like."I was relieved. Kendra closed my eyes with her thumbs and pushed me gently back on the couch. "Keep your eyes closed. Do you want me to tell you what I'm going to do before I do it?"I nodded my head, relaxing even more. "I'm going to unbutton your shirt first." I could feel her fingers move down my chest. My breasts finally felt a little freer, but not enough. My bra was in the way, and I.