There was also his mansion, and the smaller homes and complexeswhere his security staff, doctors, scientist and other trusted staff stayed. All were p...id handsomely for their silence, andall knew better than to squeal on their employer. Dorian Knight was a verypowerful man, and they all knew it. In addition to selling slaves, he also kept somefor himself. A few weeks prior he had visited Miami Florida, and it was therethat he had seen who he would make his newest toy at a fair, 25 year old. "Can I help you?" she asked, without immediately looking up from the file. "Giovanni Spinelli," he said. Rebecca looked up, startled, and closed all the case folders hastily. "You can't be here. We can't be talking like this." She started to look for the waitress, but the old man's spotted hand was on hers. It was heavy, and rough, and strong. If his son had half his gravitas and charm, it was no wonder people thought he was being groomed to run half the crime in the city. Giovanni spoke. "We'd better detour around this. There's no sense purposely walking into trouble."Mattie stepped forward, leading Rodger around the others. "Well, since we're here, I'm going to continue this direction. I'll avoid the protest, but my apartment is in this direction and I need to feed Roger before dinner, so I can join you later."The others wished her goodbye and turned back. They were just heading onto a side street when shouting attracted their attention."Hey, look, it's her!"Turning back to. John got off her and I took off the blindfold so that she could see us all dressed in our pantyhose. I thought she was going to protest but when she saw Johns cock and Laura's pussy her eyes lit up. Confirming my suspicions that she had long fancied a lesbian encounter she asked to taste Laura's pussy. Laura got over her in a 69 and lowered her pussy onto Felicity's waiting tongue while continuing to lick her wet pussy. Meanwhile John and I stood beside the bed watching them and stroking each.