This was the best boring late-night shift she’d ever had at the café! She was so glad that she’d been open-minded enough to decide for herself th...t she wanted him to fuck her. Resting her head on one arm on the tabletop, she snaked her other hand down between her legs to rub at her clit. Her vision dissolved into a thick, pink haze as his cock and her finger quickly carried her towards a intense orgasm. She dimly heard herself moaning and telling him to fuck her harder, while he told her what a. Lots of people don’t have landlines these days, just use their cells for everything.”“Makes sense I guess.”“Yeah, until you have to call police in the middle of the night and you don’t have your cell phone. But we’ll check in the bedrooms, just to be sure. If you see a phone, any kind of phone, just take it.” Erik said, “So now the guy is going to have to put some clothes on his bare ass and go outside to try to wake up one of his neighbors. In this neighborhood, you can imagine how well that’s. When the door opened again, she remained half hidden behind it and said, “I really need to shower, do you mind?”“I do mind...unless I can join you,” I answered, determined not to let the initial passion cool. She thought for a moment, and then said teasingly: “Ok, as long as you keep your eyes closed and your hands to yourself.” “No deal,” I laughed. “It’s your hands that will be kept to yourself.”I quickly stripped off and then went to my bedside draw and took out a piece of rope. I always had. "You may leave now Acolyte; I have further business with this woman,"he instructed.Mary looked at Charlotte inquisitively but Charlotte just shrugged hershoulders and looked bemused.Mary left the room and pulled the door closed behind her whileCharlotte finished arranging her clothing. Barnaby smoothed out hisjacket and grinned at Charlotte."So how was my performance Ms Beason." He grinned stupidly.Charlotte slapped him across the face with such force that the blowrocked him on his feet.She.