Angie watched, her hand busy in her knickers, her dress hiked up around her waist.I lowered my head, the tip of my tongue found Suzie’s clit, I flic...ed it, and she moaned with pleasure, just as she had last night. I heard Angie gasp, but didn’t stop, not until Suzie came.“You look different!” Dan exclaimed when he saw me.“Different?” I asked, “in what way?”“Sexier!” He stated simply. I blushed.“You mean, like I look in those photo’s?” I asked.“God you looked fantastic in those,” Dan said.“And. "Just then, Mark Marlowe entered the library, dressed in one of his many velvet lounging jackets. He clapped Rodney Alvaro, who was embracing Lena, soundly on the back, greeted him, then walked over to where Neal and Sharon stood. He extended his hand."Neal," he said, "so good of you to come." Hello, Mark. Nice to see you again." I can't tell you how much I've enjoyed your wife these past few days," said the Lord of Marlowe Manor, with no hint of guile. Even so, Sharon felt a faint tinge of red. .. and ... another conquest ripe for the picking." Jealous," I growled."No. I don't know. Maybe. Of your time and of your thoughts, Master. I am sorry, but I want you more than you want me. I need you. You don't need me." Of course. Have I ever encouraged any expectations?" No," she sniffled.Angelique shifted like she intended to desert my lap."Going somewhere, Slave?" I asked."No," she smiled and kissed my cheek. "Not if you don't want me to." I don't." Watching her, I loved her glance at. Did you cut your hair? It looks lovely," he says as he strolls in. I glance up just in time to see him run his fingers through his hair. I wish I could do that... I clench my legs together tightly under the desk. "Hello, Jane. I need to speak with you about a few things. Follow me?" he asks as he breezes passed my desk. Oh. no, I can't go in there... I get up and pull down the bottom of my black dress and tuck my hair behind my ear. I take a deep breath outside his door before walking in..