." Once again, she was rubbing me up the wrong way and without thinking, I turned to face her, my shiner becoming all too obvious and had it not been ...olted on, her dropping jaw may well have damaged the flooring."What the fuck... ?" she began."Sit down please."She almost dropped like a private at the sound of the Sergeant Major onto the nearest chair."I went out last night." You did? That was brave." Stupid, more like." I said. A wry smile passed across my face. "Tea?" Yes please and don't. Cynthia choked the smart remark down anddecided to play along."Oh, that sounds good. We won't be able to pay for any work though for atleast six months, though," Cynthia replied, patting her fake baby bump.Did she just feel a kick?"Oh no, Mike is just doing some preliminary work for me as a favour. Wouldyou like some tea, my dear?" Aunt Daphne smiled. It was difficult to sayno to that bright warm smile.After tea and cakes had been prepared and laid out on the immaculatelydressed table, the. It was all lakes and hunting lodges and fishing trips.Next door to the motel was a bar that sold food, so I went there and had a burger and a beer. There was no one else there, just the young waitress, who was keen to get all my details – where I was from and so on – because, I presumed, there was so little action around there that meeting a stranger was an exciting event.“Me? No. I’ve never been anywhere,” she said when I turned the tables on her. “I’m needed here to run this place and look. ”He parted the fabric and kissed under each breast, down her abdomen, and tickled her belly button with his tongue. She parted her legs enough to allow him to stroke her panty covered mound. Instead of doing that, he began kissing his way down each thigh, and then stopped.He lifted her up, removed the blouse, and turned her over face down on the bed. “I want to do your back now.”He started at the base of her neck, kneading the skin outward with slow, firm motions. It felt so good, and she let.