Suddenly, the smell of the woman in the room was over whelming. I realized she was right next to me, somewhere. But there was no connection, so how wa... I to predict what she would do? I felt my heart start to quicken and fear began to creep up on me, until I heard the heavy breath of my men across the room. "Relax." I told myself. "They are still here. You're safe." As I relaxed I could begin to feel where her eyes were upon me. I felt the burn of a stare across my already hard breasts as my. But Craig and I had always been close. So I decided it might be fun to tag along and check out his dating style, not to mention his girlfriend. And, okay, the idea of spending an evening with Holly Hightower had its appeal. That's why I agreed. Which proves, I guess, that sometimes it's better to be lucky than good. On Saturday, Craig said Heather was spending the night with her big sister so we'd pick them both up at Holly's place. Heather turned out to be a younger, slightly taller version. But even that slight touch had me arching my back and moaning. As his tongue began to lap at my wetness, I could feel the steady mounting orgasm in my core. Each lick felt like a wave growing two fold and receding by half. I felt dizzy, drunk on pleasure. Oh, God, I needed him. I needed to hold something, grab something. I reached down and grabbed his wrist. My nails dug in as I felt his lips close around my clit. His teeth nipped at it gently, the mix of pleasure and pain had me arching my. "A Renoir's word is as good and as binding as any damn Greenway's." She had mispronounced my surname, but not being brave or foolish enough I did not correct her mistake. "I gave my word you would visit Hercule because you owe him a visit, and much more. If it were not for him we would never have received such a good price for our diamonds. A fine friend you are to the man who made all the arrangements for buyers to view and bid for the gems."She stood glaring at me, her bosom heaving with.