" I feel bad about..." No, no, no. Girl, you need to be with your Dad. Even if you do turn in to work you'll be sent off to the hospital with a flea i... your ear."Melissa sighed, but didn't protest any more. After all, she did want to be with her father and knew she wouldn't be able to concentrate until she knew he was going to recover ... or not.They met Jen Song at the entrance to the hospital, and Stacey left them there.Charlie made me promise to not leave the building on my own, saying she. ‘Hi’ I say, ‘I’ve been watching you.’ You smile back and say that you have noticed me too. Under the table I slide my hand on to your knee. “You are so sexy, you’ve been turning me on like crazy” You blush slightly, but smile. I move round beside you and slide an arm around your shoulder, stroking the back of your knee I kiss you softly on the lips. I feel you flush, and become red as the bulge in the front of my trousers presses in to your leg. “I’m at work” you whisper, “I can’t” I slide my. Crazy wet. Makes me wanna fuck my slave. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Get Mistress hot and bothered so she forgets about the kinky stuff she’s gonna do to you. I know my boy, what he’s thinking. No? Bullshit. That’s not happening this time, slave.“You know, I had planned to gag you. Something about blindfolds and gags. They just go together, don’t you think? Kinda like peanut butter and jelly. Anyway, I wanted to use the bit gag ‘cause love the way it stretches your mouth when it’s buckled. Iris shivered and her lips parted on a soft pant.His nostrils flared as he caught her scent again, but he continued talking as though nothing else had occurred."I'm sure that Cynthia has told you everything that you need to know about my needs, but..."He rambled on for a few minutes, and Iris listened to his droning with half an ear."And if you could arrange... !" he didn't even change his tone and so she almost missed it.But Iris had worked for the dearest of men, who had had a tendency to do.