Seeing herself in the mirror made her wince.Then she turned to leave. The door opened and in walked the platinum escort. Her signal red lips curled in...o a knowing smile. She winked a heavy lashed eye.Leather.The day had been long. It had been filled to the brim with sweet Italian spring. Now the last rays of the sinking sun played along the top of the summer room's walls. The rest of it was already in shadows. Angique lay on the velvet-clad chaise longue. She sipped espresso from a tiny cup. A. What’s wrong?”She closed her eyes... looking into his face was making her fall deeper in love with him. She tried to think about anything, just to slow the emotions building up inside her... football season was starting soon; ‘Z-List’ was having a sale; her computer needed a virus scan; when did she last change her oil...She opened her eyes to answer, but as she looked in his face, she felt herself resuming the fall. His lips that had kissed her a million times, how would they feel and taste in. He removed his T-shirt revealing a perfect set of abs and a hairless muscular chest, she noticed that the bulge in his shorts was now beginning to strain the material and that the head of his cock was peeping out of the top.She had not really seen many cocks in her life apart from the ones she had occasionally seen in movies or on television, but what she did know was that this one was no slouch when it came to cocks. With a good eye for sizing things up, she just knew it was a little over nine. I dug them out and stared at the skull and crossbones on the lid. I was peeling off the tape keeping it closed when I heard Robin scream "No" and something hit my face so hard I dropped the container on the floor. I moved to block the next blow and Robin started screaming for help. In a couple of moments I was grabbed by several hands, and forced to the floor. Quickly my arms were handcuffed behind me.I heard the same man from before ask Robin why I had attacked him. And Robin telling him that.