She was now on the dance floor in just her thong and boots and her skirt up round her waist, as one bloke started to snog her as he played with her ti...s and forced her hand onto his bulge in his trousers and made her rub him. Someone else came up behind her and as he danced against her he took down her thong and started to finger her pussy as hard as he could till her legs buckled and she fell to her knees gasping. The bloke she was rubbing dropped his trousers and grabbing a handful of her. “We can find one in Wichita, I guess, although I don’t think we really need to.”There was a silence between us as we passed an attractive brick church and a few rather more upmarket houses. The local council or its US equivalent should put in a one-way system to ensure that all visitors had to go through this part first, I thought.We reached the highway, and turned south towards the I35, the silence stretching out to uncomfortable levels. I was about to make some inane remark, when she turned. It was a twelve-by-twelve unit with a full bath, a mini fridge, and microwave . Dianne rented it out occasionally to travelers using an online lodging marketplace.Dianne arrived home and parked the sporty vehicle next to her bright blue 2014 Buick Encore compact SUV. She unpacked her bags and began doing laundry. She took a quick look at the app on her phone and saw she had a request for a lodger this evening. Dianne accepted the user and went over to the casita to straighten it up a bit. She. "Miss Larsen, could you please bring us a couple of cold drinks?" Sure, Mr. Peterson." A minute later she entered the office, carrying a tray with mineral water, ice-cubes and glasses."Thank you, Miss Larsen. Please make sure we are not disturbed, unless it's very important." Yes, Mr. Peterson."While she left the office we poured our drinks, and as soon as the door had closed behind her, he said:"I've been thinking about your future employment in our company, Mr. Hansen. You have earned some.