Finally he spoke. “She loves you.”“I know.”“I didn’t express myself correctly. Amelia’s in love with you. You better not hurt her, Mike....��“How the Hell would you know that?” I asked forcefully.He smiled. “We talk all the time.”“You do? When?”Peter chuckled. “When I take her shopping. Do you think those clothes she has just magically appear?”I was flabbergasted. “When?” I thought I knew every minute of her days.Peter laughed at me. “When you work, you’re oblivious to everything. Amelia calls me. But, as you are their Master, they said you must approve. Speechless, I just nodded my head that she could.She started the camera and turned toward me as she removed her gown showing that she was nude beneath, except for thigh high nylon stockings and garter. She smiled at me and said, my girls told me you had a penchant for this look.Open mouthed, I just nodded.She was a fifth quad, 5’2” tall, deep black hair reaching to just above her waist, dark almond shaped eyes, tiny nose above sensuous. How many guys are out there? She wondered. She was still concentrating on eating the black rod to the left when the other cock, the one she was tugging on with her hand, shot off unexpectedly. She watched, fascinated, as it sprayed like a garden sprinkler, all over her arm. This was her first time seeing what male cum looked like, as it dribbled down her forearm. At least this frees up one hand for a minute, she thought. Like a woman possessed, keeping her face locked onto her main customer,. The intense night sky ruptured open with a booming thunder, lightening slashing through the sky, lighting my way a long the beach, wind ripped through my hair, blowing it behind me as I walked farther out into the darkness. A bevy of stars lit my sky, I took a moment to take in their beauty — knowing all to well they would be invisible in moments, washed away from the storm. I glanced down at the crumpled note in the palm of my hand the concierge has brought to me only moments before. La Fay~.