Gabriela put her face millimeters from mine seeing my eyes and my reaction. "You have amazing hair Karla, of course you know, you fucking mindless wor...." She grabbed my hair and parted it into two strands. She then she placed the two strands of my hair in front of my throat and behind my neck like a tie. I felt Ginger grabbing a strand behind my neck. For the first time, Gabriela showed an incredible kinky, weird smile I have never seen from anyone else since. Suddenly, the two of them pulled. “Ah, mmm,” Tasha couldn’t hold back a moan as the beads shifted and a bolt of pure pleasure struck her. “Yes, just a little bit more.” Sharon pushed the last three pearls in with an accomplished smirk, “Mmm, that’s a good girl. Now, I have a hotel suite upstairs, ready to leave?” “Yes!” Tasha said immediately as her knees began to quiver. After taking care of their lunch bill, Sharon escorted Tasha out of the restaurant to the bank of elevators in the adjoining Drake Hotel. Tasha could barely. "Who?" My stepchildren, David and Wendy Valmaat, Marcus," Ursula said. "What bad news?" My rat bastard father, he sold my boat," Marcus Toivonen said. "Some punk rich kids bought her. You two should leave. I need to hide the boat." He motioned to us and nodded at the hatch."Nope ... not going," I said."Why not?" We're the punk rich kids. You need to get off our boat." I wasn't happy. "Mother, you can stay if you want ... but your car is in the Marina parking lot." You know I hate it when you. It is actually not a story but a very true incident that occurred with me when I was working in a famed and reputed mnc in Hyderabad back in 2010.Before I get to the story hearty thank you to all who have liked my previous story and have emailed me your comments and appreciations and also special thanks to the lovely Women who have contacted me for their needs. I encourage you to continue contacting me via email and share your feedback and also your feelings for sex needs and desires. Treat me.