The downstairs lights were off, just a soft night-light was glowing in the upstairs hallway. In the living room, the clock softly chimed the midnight ...our. Since I wasn’t expected home until tomorrow, it made sense that Caroline had gone to bed early. I thought of her upstairs, her soft, warm body, naked under the covers, as she loves to sleep in the nude. My cock was begging for it, I stripped down right in the hallway, just the thought of her soft, fiery cleft so near made my cock feel so. "But he's a well loved pet."??????????????? I blushed as she reached out andstroked my head.??????????????? "Tell me, do you letanybody else make use of him?" Marion asked with a thoughtful expression.??????????????? "I do on occasion. What didyou have in mind?" Minx asked.??????????????? "Can we talk somewhereprivately? I have an idea..." Marion said.??????????????? "Sit. Stay!" I wascommanded and I watch Minx and Marion walk away from the corner of my eye.??????????????? "Eyes front and. But as she sat there – wondering how she could possibly communicate this need to Clay – he got to his feet/ shook her hand/ smiled and said *Its been a pleasure talking to you Severine. Maybe one day Ill tell you about the Parisian girls.* The young journalist watched – disbelieving – as Clay Corby strode off out of the lounge. He cant just leave me here like this she thought as she rose from the stool. He must realise the state hes worked me into. How can he be so cruel? Throwing the. " Abuel who?"I laughed, "Sorry, force of habit, Abuelito. Spanish for Grandfather." So, you are Spanish?" Bit of a mongrel, to be honest. Mum's from Barcelona and Dad's fromBasingstoke. Mum taught me Spanish and I have dual nationality. Putyour bags over there and you can sit down. Do you want something todrink? Or eat? It's nearly lunchtime." Oh, well, if you have a beer, I could kill one."I fetched a couple of bottles of Estrella from the fridge and handedone to Emma. "We can sit on the.