"Just kiss me." She said as her mood swung back the other way. "Let's get some lunch. I want corned beef and cabbage." What the shit?" I stared at a s...ranger who looked like Bobbie."Missed out period, have we?" Keith asked her and began to laugh."Wh ... H- how did you know?" Then the impact of his words struck her. She looked at me, sitting dumfounded in the wheelchair. "Do you think... ?" she started and shut up."I sure hope so, it's either that or you have gone completely around the bend. Oh,. Her hand was bleeding. There was blood on his shirt. He took a deep breath. Now this little chit did owe him something. And he was planning on collecting his payment. Slowly the man started to push her towards the middle of the room. She didn’t know what to do. When he grabbed her and pulled her up, she thought for sure he was going to kill her. Then she went and smeared blood all over his fine linen shirt. She knew nice material when she felt it. Which meant this masked man wasn’t a servant.. Now, she was the one shuddering. He began moving his tongue along the side of her, occasionally running it lightly over her clit, savoring her. His fingers, wet with her juices, ran up and down her dripping lips, pausing occasionally to make small circles in places. Both were moaning into each other and moving their hips. Moving her head up and down on him with one hand still playing with his balls and the other moving in unison with her mouth, she began sucking even harder. A loud moan came. Let’s go get our gear. You c’n follow in your car.”“I don’t have one. I mean… I came down with a friend.”He looked at me inquirin’ly.“My flatmate.”“Where is he? Would he like to come too?”“Nah. He’s gone off somewhere.”Somethin’ in my tone must have alerted him to my real feelin’s, because he looked at me for a minute, his face blank. Then he gave me a sweet smile and said, “C’mon then. Let’s go.”He didn’t have a surfboard rack on his car but it didn’t matter. It was an old Kingswood station.