There was a buzzing nearby. It was the hotel desk with his wake-up call. Stumbling over to the dresser, he pressed the button acknowledging their sign...l, then pulled open the front of the little cooler sitting there. Pulling out a short, stubby bottle of dark beer, he twisted off the cap and took a deep swig. For several years after he’d lost Béla, he had relived her memories almost every night in the form of dreams. But as the years passed, the dreams occurred less and less often, as though. Or to punish me for... nothing... beyond the fact...” here I snuggled a little closer into his lap and was rewarded by contact with the unmistakable bulge of his erection, “...that it pleases you to do so.” “I don’t enjoy — seeing you suffer,” he protested. “No, of course you don’t –” I had released his head and now spoke out loud, “– that’s not what I meant at all.” I deliberately wiggled my fanny — ever so slightly — against his erection. “And you know it.” I didn’t give him time to reply to. Lips pura mere andar the n unko suck kar raha tha..Fir uski tounge ko b andar leliya n usko suck kar raha tha..That ws the best smooch of my life till date..Karib 15min tak hum smooch kar rahe the.. Fir vo muje room me le gayi dusre n boli jaan aj jo chahe tum mujse karva sakte ho..Mai pehle toh bed pe let gaya n usse bola rani aj tu mere liye dance karke apne kapde utaregi n mere bhi aur sath ne apne pati ko galliya degi jee bhar k q k mai janta hu k tera pati tuje chodta nai thik se.Uske aisi. "Miss Porter," she said from a hallway door. "Come with me please." Then she led me to a treatment room. The room was white of course with a table where I guess I was supposed to sit. But I chose to sit on the doctor's stool. Hell I was paying, I would sit where ever I wanted. At least until someone told different.Well technically the assistant had said sit on the examining table. I had just ignored her, Yes I was acting out, but I had enough of doctors, and even lesser employees telling me.