Victor turned to me and grinned happily. "What do you think, Mr. Lawyer?" he asked. "Just like home, eh?"I looked at him. "I feel like Han Solo," I sa...d evenly. "I have a bad feeling about this."He started back at me for a moment and then barked a short and humorless laugh. "By God, you're a cool customer, eh?" he said. "I'll give you that. Anyone that isn't down on their knees right about now begging me not to use this on them... well, I figure they're just not smart enough to understand what. I was now slobbering all over Bill’s rampant prick as the tramp fingered me, in all honesty I was living it.“Go on, finger the slut, she’s up for anything”I heard Bill say to the tramp.The next thing I felt something scraping the inside of my thighs and my snatch.The unshaven tramp was licking my twat and his unshaven face scraping the inside of my legs was delicious.The tramp got his tongue right up my hole, the feeling has his bristles rubbed my fanny lips was taking me over the top.My legs. Thatwill let me keep a good eye on you."Crap, I thought. I'm never going to get the chance to escape, but Istarted thinking that maybe I did not want to escape."I don't want you to answer me today; I just want you to be thinkingabout it. So what are you going to make me for dinner tonight? Ithink we will need to work on your cleaning and cooking skills incase you decide to stay."We had a pleasant conversation while she continued to work. She toldme about cooking and sewing. I had a feeling I. The only clue he was given other than the basics that we already knew such as body size/build and age was to look out for a woman entering the hotel bar that looked like she was naughty..and was going to give him the best fuck he had ever had. we also agreed that we would text each other on the journey and exchanged numbers.....when he saw who he thought the woman was then he was allowed to ring and see if he was correct by listening for her fone to go off.MY fone went off the minute i entered.