Went back to HD, jerked off and slept. At 1pm, i went to hotel and had lunch. I brought some sweets and snacks.At 2pm, my darling "Neetu" called me. I...said sorry, she said "why are you saying sorry pa, I'm your servant..dont say sorry.. just order". Then i was relaxed. I asked why she dint pickup the call, she said "my husband was at home so I couldn't pick up the call". Then I asked here, "Is he still there?" "If he is still here, why would call you?" was the reply.She was talking very. One hand on his strong chest, other on my clit, I was moving up and down on his cock. We fucked that way and I told him not to cum. After a few minutes, I pulled his cock out of my ass. I then stood up, pulled my panty down and threw it away. Now I was naked in my fishnet stocking and boots. He told me how much he liked to fuck white girls in boots. I adjusted him a little and went down doggy style and asked him to fuck my pussy from behind. The naughty boy got behind me and rather than push. I hesitated before pulling extra magazines out for my weapon and then leaving the bag. I walked to the lifts with Dragon on my shoulder and crowded on with people returning to the underwater city. I got off on the upper level and started walking and looking around. The shop I was looking for was a crowded stim shop.I slipped through the crowd to a tiny table in the back. The black clad fem that stopped at the table looked at Dragon before grinning, “What can I get you?”I had my comp out and. Harold had made his money in real estate development way back in the heady eighties. They’d been my neighbors when I bought the house, some two years ago. In those two years, we’d conversed occasionally when bumping into each other at the end of our drives.The seclusion and privacy of Beverly Hills was designed to discourage familiarity but I couldn’t help notice how Betty and Harold seemed to have classic cocktail parties three or four times a week, the big band music and babble of voices.