Tim is standing at the urinal with his back to the door. Abbie comes in and stands behind him, so close rubbing her body against his back. Tim knows...her perfume, and when she brings her hand around and takes hold of his cock to aim him to pee, such a rush runs through Tim. Abbie holds him as he finishes peeing, shakes it twice, and then does a short little jerk on Tim. Not enough to get hard, but to give Time a momentary pleasure. Then Abbie settles Tim cock in his pants and zips him up. . “That was very nice Charlie,” she said. It startled me a bit that she knew my name. I regretted giving her a false one, but there was nothing to be done about it now. She touched my neck where she had clawed me, and looked at the drops of blood on her fingertips. She tasted each of her fingers, as if my blood was some fine wine. The look of rapture on her face made me happier than I'd ever been in my life. She got up onto the bed on her knees, turning her backside to me so that I could see the. He hefted his son, Charlie, out of his car seat. Inside they were seated. Shortly thereafter, the wait appeared. He was a slender, biracial young man wearing the standard uniform along with a Santa hat. “Merry Christmas! I’m Koren. What can I get y’all to drink?”Katie started, “I’ll have iced tea. Give them both a Sprite please.”“Okay. And for you, sir,” Koren asked.“Lemonade.”“Regular or flavored?”“Regular.”Chad peeked at Koren’s slim, bubble booty on the sly. His groin twitched a bit as he. Yes, Sir. What can I do for you?” I wondered, completely surprised by a visit from the FBI.“We understand Ms. Marianna Alvarez lives here. Is that correct?”“Uh ... yes, she does.” I was getting a bad feeling about this visit.“May we come in? Is Ms. Alvarez present?” Agent Carlson asked.“No, but I expect her shortly. What’s this about?” I asked.“We’d prefer to discuss that first with Ms. Alvarez. Are you the landlord for this home?”“No ... I own this home. Ms. Alvarez and her two children reside.