..really...can you be there at 8? I agreed yes, but was shaking like a leaf as I did so.I had a couple of hours spare and my first thought was to go a...d get pissed but I went to the flat, found Monica there and told her what had happened. She said that something similar had happened to her too. I asked her what I should do next. She informed me that she too had a job at the same hotel and we could get ready and travel there together if I wanted. I thought this a great idea, but first she said. "I want to enjoy the sight of you stroking that beautiful cock of yours,go ahead!" I was dumbstruck. "NOW!" she ordered sternly. Reluctantly,as if my mind had been taken over by some strange power, I slowly beganto stroke myself. "Oh, I love to see you do that! I've thought aboutthis moment for a very long time. It really turns me on and makes me sohot!" She flirtatiously lifted and flounced her petticoats and hoppedslightly as she said, "oh, stroke it some more, he's getting so big,. We have a full backup we could sell you if you want?” I lied.“What do you want?” Lotta asked calmly. “If it’s money, I have none. Grandfather owns everything. I don’t even keep the money I earn off my own porn.”I could tell Lotta wasn’t trying to make me feel sorry for her. She wasn’t whining, just stating facts. I waited without saying anything more. I wanted her nervous and eager to fill the silence. Her next words weren’t nervous. More resigned.“If you’re trying to ruin grandfather, it won’t. ” I lightly caressed her cheek, then ran my fingers down under her chin and lifted it up so I could look into her eyes.“You should know by now, it is not about sex. Even if you decided you didn’t want to do anything with me until you turned 18, I would still be here for you. Even if we broke up, I would like to think I would still be there for you if you needed me. Look at Holly and me, We dated, it didn’t work out, and she’s still my best friend.“If you want somebody to hold you when you cry,.