She responded, “Thanks, honey that will be perfect for me. I like having Michael fuck me more than James and Frank anyway. His cock is bigger and he...is much more aggressive pounding my pussy. I just love holding his beefy ass as he thrusts into me, and then the way he flexes and grinds as he pumps me full of his thick cum. And you can suck all the cocks you want to as long as I'm getting fucked by those thick, black cocks.”Michael was happy about my conversation with Linda when I told him about. It had been a classy railroad hotel in the late eighteen hundreds. It had survived the civil war with almost no damage. That was the case even though it was stopping point for a different kind of underground railroad. It was a way station for the spies and other operatives headed north by boat into New York and Boston.The bar had been a fancy dining room in those days. At the time of my visit it was just a bar that served sandwiches. Still they had managed to find and replace some of the decor.. The couch faced me with a small coffee table in front of it. The main entry from the hallway was to the right. The television was to my left, angled away. I could see partially into both the dining room and one of the bedrooms. I figured it would be enough.I'd only been waiting there for a few minutes when I heard a key turning in the outside lock. Before I'd repositioned, she walked in. I slowed my breathing and tried to blend into the coats and crap surrounding me.I didn't know her name.. "I guess I'll just have to buy him a couple drinks," I finally muttered,before moving on to the next task for the morning, checking the mail.One of the nice perks about Aurora was that there was mail. It was evendelivered electronically. Of course, every perk has its downfalls andthis one's was that it was mostly used to just blast citizens withmeaningless drivel. Every week, there were dozens of messages aboutdeals, proposed tax changes, and random revitalization initiatives.They wanted to.