“I like the word, really, and I really overuse it. Really. Now, honestly, Billy Carson, why am I in a Bentley, on the way to my demise, or dinner, I...know not which.”“You do have a way with words. Madeline...”“Maddy, please, Billy. If we’re on the way to dinner, at least let’s be on a first name basis.”“OK, Maddy. I was taken with you at the meeting a few weeks ago. You probably didn’t even notice me back in the corner of the room listening, but I heard what I needed to hear. In any case, I was. ” She started to unzip my fly, and like a fool, my eyes flicked to the screen, checking the score in the match, barely noticing that the team I’d come over to watch was winning. “And Johnny would be OK with that excuse, would he?” I asked the pretty blonde wife, who I’d only just met twenty minutes ago, tense with the thought that I’d unexpectedly walked into the centre of a marriage where sucking a stranger's cock was acceptable. “No,” Lisa said frankly, as she aggressively ripped the button. For a long moment, we were both still. Finally, she let her body relax again as her head feel back to the bed. She took a deep breath and slid her fingers back down. I watched her as the pleasured herself. She first started by moving slowly on the outside, but as she began to enjoy herself, she moved in to her clit. Her fingers moved faster and faster. “Stop,” I said. “Stop now.” She froze and squirmed a little. Her fingers began to move again. “I said STOP.” She ceased. She kept her hand. Please," I yelled."No one must know of this," he continued and began tossing sheets ofpaper into the fire. I leapt up, running towards him."Tower, kajira," Lolar yelled. If by instinct, I fell back to my kneesand put my head down. I looked up. I could see Portous tossing thesheets of paper into the fire, watching them quickly catch and causinga thick layer of soot to form on the bottom. He would throw a dozenpages into it, wait and then throw in more. I wanted to run up and grabthem out or.