I dialed his number. The phone rang for awhile. Then it was picked up."May I help you?" a cultured female voice asked."Yes, this is Jim Thompson. I'm ...ne of Charlie's clients and an old friend. I really need to speak with him, if that's possible? Oh yes, tell him he's on the clock as of this minute." Just a moment," the voice returned. Shortly, Charlie came on the line."Jim, what's up that you had to call me today? Are the police there?" No, Charlie, the police aren't here yet. This is. Marta? Was this woman kissing another woman the Marta she knew? The Marta who had invited her here? Marta, her lips still locked with the Gothic woman’s, nodded slightly. Milton slid off the futon drew Marta’s skirt up well over her knees, then knelling between Marta’s parted thighs, he curled his fingers around her calves, swirled his tongue over her kneecap and up her thigh. Marta squirmed, kittenish, possibly ticklish. ‘God, you’re a horny one,’ she said, and then seeming to notice Laura. Andrea looked at my muscular chest. Her light blue eyes wondered down to my stomach and then her jaw dropped open in shock as she looked at my cock for the first time. I then started rubbing my cock on her face. "Feel that?" I said to the terrified woman. "Feel that big cock? It’s going to slide into your tight virgin cunt, baby."She closed her eyes in disgust as she moaned "No,no,no..no,no,no" over and over again. Her eyes snapped open as she felt me rubbing the head of my cock between the. “Tony, you didn’t have to go to all this trouble for me,” she said. “It was no trouble, Gloria. I want to repay you for everything you have done for me for last few months. You have got me over the bad stage of my divorce and I have never felt so comfortable with someone, as I do with you.” We were shown to the booth which suited me just fine, as I could sit closer to her as we ate. We ordered and sat back and just relaxed while we waited for our meal. “What would you like to drink Gloria,.