Gracious, I didn't even get a chance to look at the menu." Would you like me to order for you?" he asked me.I nodded. I didn't have a clue as to what ... was supposed to eat at this siddity ass restaurant anyways.I listened to him order me what I think was a steak, I was too busy watching his throat and lips move... wishing that chiseled jaw was in between my legs, sucking the very essence out of my now rapidly moistening slit...Fuck it.While he and the waiter went on about different wines in. “Hey, Bill, how’s everything?” He smiled as shook my hand as always. “Things are good Jimmy, what’s new with you? How’s that pretty girl of yours?” “Funny you should ask…she’s great…I talked her into letting us put on a live show for you!” Bill’s face turned almost white, “Don’t k** around with an old man sonny!” He said jokingly. I laughed, “no really, she’s cool with it. In fact, I think she might be willing to do more if she gets really hot. Do you still want to fuck her if she is. Since I knew better than to get out of the car to check it, I backed the cruiser out of the drive entrance. It was too late to go to a motel and I really did not want to go back to Mosby's place. Even Gwen was home in bed, since she would have called it a night after the noise from my mic changed from moans to snores.Since it was the only warm place I could easily get into at that time of night, I drove the cruiser back to the office. I was about to leave the car, when it dawned on me. If I was. ” She laughed as tears streaked down her pretty face. “Viv was my doll that my father gave me for my sixth birthday,” she choked out and tried to regain her composure.Helen put a hand on Alissa’s back and gently rubbed it. “My name is Helen la Seahall. The la stands for “subject to” or “slave” depending on who you ask. I was bought from my parents when I was six and given to Alissa to be her friend and confidant. She was two at the time. Alissa is my friend, daughter, and sometimes lover. I was.