Cindy dragged me by the collar back out into office. The knife lay next to her purse in the middle of the floor. "Now, where were we? Ah yes, the knif.... Susan, come here." >From the floor, I saw Susan approach and kneel. Cindy quickly cut all her clothing from her. But what would she wear home? Perhaps that wasn't in the plan. I saw that Susan's nipples were erect. This was hardly a surprise. Cindy had put the gun down for a moment, but Susan wasn't even looking at it. Quickly Cindy took it up. Her bra was still intact. I turned to the hobo again and told him to stop this shit and piss off. I suppose that triggered him, because out of a sudden, he started running towards me waving about with his bottle. I positioned me in a defensive position holding my fists in front of my head. He wanted to punch the bottle in my face but i read him like a book. I dodged his attack and punched him in the liver very hard. He collapsed on the ground snatching for air. I picked up Manda put her arm. I smile knowing exactly where to take this I say to her, follow me. I walk her downstairs, where the toilets are, she looks excited I take her into one of the disabeled toilets and the lock the door behind her. It wasn't the best place, but it had privacy, it wasn't dirty but it was old. She then sits down on the disabled seating next to me (not on the toilet) she says to me "truth or dare" I say atlast "dare" she tells me to take my blazer and tie off. I do that, I also unbuttoned the top of. Arriving in England, you woke on the plane; you had fallen asleep on route and had been dreaming about what would happen when you saw me for real, you felt your hard cock throb in your pants, you must been thinking of me in your sleep or more to the point what we would be doing when you arrived at the hotel with me.Getting off the plane you could feel the hard cock you had throb and you had to try and calm down so no-one else saw the bulge as you thought about me, pulling your luggage off the.