........----------------------------------------------------------------------------------Two weeks later, Silkie was sitting with Denis in that cafe ...n the Rue Daumesnil, underneath the stone arch of the old elevated train...Rachel was gone, off to a set of club dates in Prauge, and then headed back to the United States.....Rachel, as her side person on stage, made her focus and work harder than anybody, but the results were so amazing when they clicked...........and nobody else that she. Nothing much further happened that day, but my mind was continuallydrawn to the sting and several times during the day I found myselfdesperate to touch it and wanting to rub it through my trousers, drawnby the feelings that it gave me when I did so.That evening I did manage to draw all the curtains as normal, though Iwas very cautious with the curtain by the plant, perhaps my trousersafforded me some protection, or was I just being stupid. Stripping to goto bed that night, I sat there naked. She was convinced someone was about to burst into her room and catch her watching this filth, but she just had to see how it ended.Jenny Star was scoring major points on Piper. She had Piper in a snakelike entanglement and was rubbing the brunette’s pussy. Piper’s face told the story, it was glazed over, jaw slackened, totally given in to the lust. The referee waved her arms, calling the match for Star. The two wrestlers stood next to the ref and the woman in stripes lifted Star’s arm,. ‘Baby I tried to text you, and when I got no response I figured there was no service in the doctors. I didn’t make much of it.’ ‘Let’s get to your office’ She grabbed my hand and tugged me firmly. I was so thrown off by her presence, but I didn’t even protest… nor did I notice what the fuck she had on. She had been to my place of work before so she led the way. It was only then did I notice that this mother fucker had on a long ass trench coat in the middle of April in Atl. Like where they do.