The face peeping through the curtains of her hair was a girl's, but she definitely had the eyes of a woman — guarded, even hostile. Angique didn't r...member seeing her before at the Club."Are you new in here, honey?" I guess so."The answers were short and non-committal. It annoyed Angique, as she had done nothing to give this complete stranger a reason for hostility. She had come to the Club in the wee hours of the night. It was something she did more often, having worked late. She just needed a. He learned his lesson well for he sobbed, “OK, I’ll doanything you say, please stop, master.”The Italian maitre d’, being a compassionate man, turnedhis young man around, wiped the tears from his face withhis handkerchief, let him blow his nose and then withhis two hands on his shoulder pushed him down to hisknees. Out came the Italian’s prick that he pressedagainst his boy’s lips and said, “Open your mouth andtake it all the way down. You’ll. On leg at a time he works his way up. After what feels like an eternity, he reaches his goal. He lies between her legs, making sure that she is still sleeping. Her deep rhythmic breathing is unchanged. Unable to resist any longer he slowly starts to kiss her pussy. The smell and taste are almost more than he can handle, the desire for her begins to overwhelm him. It takes all the will power he has to continue his slow course. His tongue slides up and down now, lightly caressing her outer folds.. “No, I’ll let it be a mystery and a surprise. Now, you’ll need some winter wear, so let’s do some on-line shopping and have it delivered to my ‘house’.” He resumed the sensual and romantic kissing she had started. “Since you’re no longer my boss, get on all fours so I can fuck and make love to the most sensual and sexy body I’ve ever known.”Over the next week, they ordered winter and other clothes for Meredith. Paul's security firm acknowledged that they were delivered and that the house was.