So, Saturday at 8pm, Danny showed up at my door.He was a lot cuter than I remembered. He was young, hot, fit and had a gorgeous face. I greeted him by...putting my arms around him and planting my hot-red lips firmly on his. He grabbed my waist and slid his hands around to my ass. After a few seconds of hot making out, he spun me around and pushed me towards the bedroom.Danny really got me worked up with his incredible skills. He used his tongue and fingers on my clit until my insides became. “Come in,” she called after sitting up and drawing the quilt to her neck to preserve her modesty. The Beast opened the door and ducked under the lintel, turning sideways slightly to fit his shoulders through. He had a covered tray balanced on his hand like a butler. “Breakfast,” he stated, making a show of setting down the tray on Rose’s bedside table at arm’s length, so as to keep her out of his reach. “When you are finished, meet me in the hallway. I have something to show you.” He left. This was not technique ‒ though it wasn’t a bad one. I really needed time to plot my approach. I did not want this to be a second-rate climax to what had been an Oscar-worthy performance. I wanted to torture her with a slow, agonizing entry. Just as fervently, I wanted to pummel her pussy with the full fury of my passion. I wondered too what she wanted. In the space of the few glorious hours I had known her, I could not claim to know her. The danger of these encounters is that you don’t get do. Because I had the money and because I was accustomed to it, I’d paid for a Glock 17, one actually manufactured by Glock USA. It was dependable and ubiquitous. I’d picked it up within half an hour of my plane landing in Lahore from Los Angeles.I knew where everyone on the roof was, knew what they were doing, and guessed what their next moves would be. It was a game I played to keep my mind sharp and keep track of my surroundings. I ate in silence when the food arrived, then quietly paid my bill.