She was going to do any thing Bill wanted her to do. She knew that if she did, she would please him, and he would reward her with mind-blowing lovemak...ng.She pulled back from him to start the dinner routine. The sooner it got started the sooner it would be over. She ushered him to the table, telling him that it was ready. Bill held on to her and told her she was not ready yet. She questioningly looked at him, and Bill told her, “If we are eating in, we need to be naked.”That shocked her a bit,. Charlie moved his hands up to her thigh."That's not much, them things are expensive if you get them from Europe" he said. Jenny remembered that Omar had stuffed in excess of £1000 in her bag. She'd spent some and lost some but she still had about £600 or so left, £200 of which she'd committed to Charlie."How much do you want?" Jenny asked, trying to use her limited negotiation skills."Oh, what I want you couldn't afford, sweetie" he said, his hand working it's way up to the pocket area of her. I'm lost in sensations threatening to overwhelm me. Beep, Beep, Beep!I stretch and hit the alarm off button as I awaken with a morning hard-on. I remember dreaming, something erotic, but I can't remember much about it. However, my "stiffness meter" indicates it might have been pretty good. Rolling out of bed, I awkwardly pull on my underwear and stumble to the shared bathroom to pee and shower. I'll be at work in forty minutes prepping to prepare breakfast for sixty-plus overnight guests. Even. "Oh Amanda, Look at how disfigured I am. My face looks like a broken Halloween mask. All my life my father has told me how fine I look and Mother kept saying that if I lost my looks I'd never get a decent wife and..." He hiccuped and continued to stare at the floor."Why believe crap like that? Ugly men get married all the time." Her attempt to reassure him failed miserably. Damn, Amanda thought to herself, I'll never be a diplomat. Why do people have to have feelings?"You admit I'm ugly." He.