I felt quite happy there, I had myprivacy, my spacious closets and most importantly I could stay out ofsight if needed. I was going in and out from th... back door, the 'traders'entrance' as it was called in Victorian times. The rest of the house wasfor me the space to clean and to look after, but this tiny apartment wasmy niche. An electric bell board above the door with indicative lights wasspecially installed to summon the maid. There were four lights, for thecentral living area and dining. With my arm around her abdomen, I pulled her closer to me, dispelling any gap which stood between us. I held her there for a while until I was accustomed to her naked skin.After a while, she spoke, “You aren’t going to fuck me tonight, are you?”“No. Not today.”"Why? Do I not turn you on?”I snorted. Grabbing her hand I brought it behind her and placed it on my hard dick.“Do you need more evidence?”She paused.“Why are you not fucking me?” she spoke.“Let’s enjoy this warm cuddle for tonight,. "I told you I was going to kick your ass if you messed up your makeup." She looked at Ava. "Come on before he does more damage to you."She led Ava to my bedroom so she could touch her up. As soon as Ava was safely in the other room, the other models suddenly surrounded me wanting to know what happened."Kendal found a creative way to make a few bucks from a shoot Ava and I did. I don't know all the details or how Kendal does it. If you're interested, you should talk to her about it."Suddenly I. Jennifer could not suppress a sob as the hem of her now useless skirt reached her wide hips and continued upward, clearing her loins completely now as Sam Slade lifted it out of the way and tucked it quickly and expertly in the waistband of her skirt. Now his hands and eyes were paying homage to the tanned columns of her firm but pliant thighs, fingertips grazing little electric paths of illicit excitement up and down the ivory flesh, drawing ever closer to the barely-covered seat of her.