"You don't waste any time do you, Marley?" she says as she starts thrusting her hips into me. "No, I don't," I manage to say while she is kissing my ...eck. I feel her nibble at my neck and each time she bites harder and harder. "Oh fuck!" I yell out. "Sorry, I can be a little aggressive with biting and a few other things you'll find out later," she whispers in my ear. I can feel her hand moving up my shirt letting her fingers explore over my bra before letting them go under it. She squeezes. Your car, what make and model is it and what is the registration number?’ She looked at the photo of a car in the file in front of her. ‘If as you said, I could have memorised my name and date of birth, I’d probably memorise the make and rego of my own car.’ ‘Humour me, I’m assuming that it will be a part of your pre-amnesic memory. There’s nothing in your wallet that would identify it.’ I thought about it for a few seconds. ‘It’s a black Jaguar XKR and the rego number is a personalised plate,. "Thanks" I took a sip. Allison's hand moved up and down my shaft."Lucky girlfriend" she teased. "Dave tell her to stop if you feel uncomfortable" I'm a big guy tall muscular build in a singlet and footy shorts. I felt like a sex toy pulled out of a draw to be used.Bzzz. Bzzz. A mobile vibrated on the table. Ms Goldman picked up the phone and looked at the screen. "Shit. Shit." "Trouble in paradise. Michelle" Allison asked. "No. The male you were supposed to work with is sick. What the fuck do I. I caught you in my bedroommincing around in my best high heels, a garter belt and nylon stockingsand you even had on my pink baby doll nightgown with matching pantiesdidn't you. Swishing around just like a little lady!" Madge said in alilting tone again but added a giggle this time further reddening Timmy'sface. "What was your excuse Timmy? You just wanted to try some of mythings? What was it. Oh, you liked how feminine I always dress, wasn'tthat right? And you wanted to see if the.