Big Sur really is magic, she thought. It was the Golden Hour at Ventana. The sun was sinking in the ocean, the lavender blooms were waving in the fiel..., and her husband was dozing behind her in the deep covers of their hotel bed, after making love to her twice since they had checked in that afternoon. She was in a luxurious Ventana terry cloth robe, with nothing underneath, enjoying the sunset, the chilled vodka, and the relaxed sensuous glow that descends after good sex.. You gotta tear it off, if you wanna suck my genitalia”“what!?” He asked in total astonishment, as he straightened his back. She said,“come on honey, do it. Tear it off”“oh come on! That is not funny. That is a total humiliation to you. Do you think I wanna humiliate you?”“I know it is, but I wanna be humiliated little, by someone who loves me…” She rubbed his left thigh, as he looked at her arm. She said,“you know, men are not the only ones with weird desires. Come on, do it. I can get it. I knew the feeling. After a night of using Randy’s ‘love dust,’ we’d been the same way, totally exhausted. It made me angry though. I left, determined to find work as soon as possible. I couldn’t stand this feeling any longer. I was still horny this morning, my pussy burning up. Damn Randy anyway.I took the bus downtown, about a twenty minute ride. It only took me three hours to land a job as hostess for a café and lounge. Shit, I thought the economy was so bad. The pay wasn’t great, but it. ”“Oh, I wouldn’t worry too much about any of them, whoever they are, I’m the one that counts around here, and if I say you’re gorgeous, then you are, okay.” I squeezed her shoulder.She beamed at me, her hand came up and touched mine, “You’re very kind Dina, I do like you.”I let my hand move around behind her head, to her far shoulder, and gave her a little hug, pulling her against me. Her hand went around my waist. So I gave her a quick kiss on the forehead. “What me kind, you’re joking. I’m.