The music was Tina turner's Simply the best and it suited the occasion down to the ground.She danced like a professional, a lap dancer in the sleazies... club in town, she writhed, gyrated, rocked and rolled and when the music ended in a crescendo of noise, she leaned over and kissed me.Her mouth was wet and she tasted of alcohol, as her tongue snaked between my teeth I pulled her down onto my lap and slipped my hands under the back of her skirt,"Yes Terry" she breathed, "Yes darling"Her fingers. The session continued, and the questions resumed. This time, however, they were considerably more difficult, and I savoured the flashes of confusion and concern on your face as you carefully considered each answer. Finally, it happened - you gave your first incorrect answer. Instead of the usual congratulatory brush of my fingertips, I simply walked slowly towards my suitcase, and unbuckled one of the clasps without a word. I let the silence hang for another minute before asking another. He looked at her. The pout of her bottom lip she was trying to hide. The sadness in her eyes. The disappointment. She was looking up at him, and briefly, he thought about those eyes looking up at him, while that beautiful pouty mouth was wrapped around his cock. "No, listen, I'm sorry. I do want to go. I could use the fresh air. I'm sorry Adirian, I've just had a long hard morning." Hard the operative word. His cock already tensing. He tried to think of anything else. He didn't need to be. A lot. They’ve felt awfully cut-off from family since they moved down here and if it weren’t for the productions going on all the time, I think they’d feel downright lonely. And Lexi ... I don’t want to speak out of turn, but a few days ago I held her in my arms by the fire while she cried because she missed you. We. We’d all love it if you moved here.”“We’ll think about it. I should talk to John and Rex and Hayden. Are your folks planning to move here?” I asked.“They’ve reserved a lot but.