Are you at the Marriott tonight, fancy meeting up for some food and a few drinks? Within seconds the response came back “I am at the Marriot, have h...d a bad day and still have loads to finish off, however can meet tomorrow and have some fun tomorrow night if you want”Kirsty was gutted, she called reception, ordered her food, then went a showered and got herself dressed for dinner. Right, she thought, if nothing else she was going to fuck the guy at the desk. Arriving at reception Guy (she now. Andrei’s woman had been resting her cheek on his knee and his hand absently stroked her head while they watched – now he seized her red hair and raised her to her feet to play her part on the slab. She took the other’s place in her turn, straddling Magda’s upturned face with her hands resting on the soft curves of her hips.Katya swallowed hard, twisting her hair around her fingers distractedly. Dmitri’s voice was deep and compelling, even musical.“Magda took longer over the next victim”.“Give. She looked at me with a quizzical face and moved away. I watched her move about the kitchen, dying to get back next to her and press myself up against her.She stopped at the counter and continued with breakfast. I slowly moved towards her and settled in front of her.“Uh, Mom…I’m sorry…I just miss you…” I lied.She looked at me for a moment and seemed to melt right before me.“Oh honey! I’m sorry! C’mere!” she said, opening her arms in a request for a hug.I stepped into her arms and wrapped my. The chair was cool against her back.Clay closed a series of folders he had open on his desk, sticking them in a drawer until the surface was clear except for a computer, "I was just catching up on some paperwork, but catching up with an old friend strikes me as a much better way to spend the evening--or at least, whatever part of the evening you intend to spend here. I guess you're headed somewhere."Vanessa nodded, but winced inside. Of course Clay would assume she was going out. In her.