‘By the rules I am allowed my weapon as you have yours, and mine is downstairs.’ He licked his lips, I saw now that I had adjusted to the dark. �...A real fight would be most…interesting.’ His tone was patronizing, telling me he was a deep misogynist. Charming, I thought, as I slowly stood. His hand stroked down the front of his body to lewdly massage an area that pissed me off. In my lifetimes I hadn’t always been the villain, sometimes I’d been the victim. I didn’t react like someone unfamiliar. "She hugged me tightly and cried again, but thankfully only for a few moments."Not much? Tommy, it's a palace, thank you, darling."I showed her the bedroom and apologised for having to share a room."But at least there are twin beds." I laughed and squeezed her hand, I thought she was going to cry when I showed her the bathroom, she stood and stared at the gleaming tiles, the whole bar of scented soap, the toothpaste, the bubble bath, the big fluffy towels on the heated rail."Can I have a bath,. I was also liking the feeling and gave him more access. He understood it and started asking me how am I feeling with the touch. I just smiled and sat silently moving towards him. Without anyone noticing he tried to press my boobs. This was our daily routine, wantedly he made more customers so that I move to front and getting pressed.We exchanged our mobile numbers and started messaging late nights. Usually I sleep at 10 -10:30 pm. I cant respond to messages if anyone is around me and I only. A few days later and the weekend arrived and so I decided that I’ll watch some movies and have some beers and relax myself. So Saturday night I watched 2 movies and had about 9 beers and strangely I was constantly thinking about what happened between me and Silky. He was lying just next to me and I decided that I want to feel that nice sensation again. I got naked and rubbed some butter on my anus and bent over and Silky was drawn immediately to my ass and started to lick my anus. It was so.