Liz had noticed the motel almost the first time she had traveled by car and since then used it exclusively for her mid way stops. The place was rather...old and a little run-down. Not many people came this way these days and it had seen better times. However, the food was good and the staff very pleasant. It was run by Ma and Pa Angel, two late fifties country types along with their son Junior, an amiable man in his 20s. He seemed a little slow, in fact Liz felt sorry for him and his parents and. She didn’t scream, or flail at me, or beg for her life or chase me out – she said hello to me. Like a person.’ Nightwing smiles at the thought. ‘I guess I had come to take that for granted with you and Demetra.’ ‘I suppose so,’ I reply. ‘She made me a cup of tea, and gave me some food. And the way she was acting…it made me feel safe. I felt like I could say anything to her. I ended up telling her all about myself – including what I told you about my time with other dragons.’ I can’t help but. Sharon would have to move quickly on Marion before the stock became part of the settlement. Beth then went over her findings. The first guy she met with was an attorney, Robert Cutler who had his own practice. His secretary was a cute young thing with an ass that wouldn’t quit. Beth assumed that Robert was a leg and ass man and that might be the approach to use on him. Beth was no anal virgin and she would be willing to give up her ass to Robert in exchange for the stock sale. Beth also met. He definitely was paying attention to my movements. I took my hand from holding my skirt up and waved. Tommy lifted his hand from his crotch and gave me a thumbs up. I pulled my hand from between my legs and pointed to the balcony area where there is a full glass storm door. He nodded his head and I slowly walked to the door. When I got there I slowly lifted my skirt again. I put my hand between my legs again and started rubbing on my now leaking cock. I put my hand down my pantyhose. I pulled.