Then you lean down and kiss me deeply. As you break the kiss, you actually shove your panties into my mouth. I can taste you, smell you on them. It is...only then that you speak. You tell me you have been wearing those while masturbating and ask me if I can taste you. I mumble that I can. You ask if I like the taste. You know I do. You know that just thinking of your creamy pussy makes me crazy with desire. You slide into the bed and begin kissing my neck, your breasts rub against me, your thighs. You will be too close to danger and that was not in the plan" Dan raises his voice to make a point."Don't take that tone with me" she spits back "Look, you brought her into this, and me for that matter, she has agreed to do this so I am going to make damn sure she is as safe as possible. If that means after every day or night, once she's finished doing your dirty work, she comes back here, then so be it."Dan could hear the anger in her voice. There was one thing he knew about Bern and that was. The eye contact hit him harder than he’d expected. Edges. His mind rewound to the fracture of dawn beneath his bedroom door, the faint crack of pain beneath every laugh, the slanting spill of sunshine through the fall of her hair. He could have lived in her shadow for eternity.“Hi,” Maia said, finally. Her voice was steadily cool. “I haven’t seen you for years.”She reached up her arm as though to hug him and he guessed it was out of habit because halfway through, she seemed to second-guess. The kissing and groping by total strangers had flushed her with arousal, but now her tongue seemed tied. Watching the men watching her made her stammer with — what was it? Embarrassment? Shyness? Ah well, why not shyness..."Ehm ... I am Alicia, she said. Then she told them her age and started to give them information on her life's statistics, but Angique cut her off."I think the gentlemen would be more interested in why you asked them to come see you, honey," she said. Alicia turned towards.