He really was going to make a woman happy someday. I didn't want to stop touching myself, but reluctantly climbed off the bed and dropped to my knees ...eside him. He scooted his butt off the bed, and I pulled his sweats down and off his legs. When I looked back up, the tip of his hard cock was no more than a foot from my face. I froze solid as if mesmerized and couldn't move a muscle. When my lips were finally able to form words, I breathlessly whispered, "Rub it for me."I remained rooted in. " Stan's mind was not on the Martex project, all he could think about was that golden body he had held so close a few days ago, his mind was centered on those nipples and that wonderfully tight little pussy that he had penetrated with his finger."Stan, Stan," his reverie was broken by the sound of his name. "Earth to Stan." it was Cynthia trying to get Stan's attention. "Hey man, maybe you should take the rest of the afternoon off, you seem very distracted and preoccupied." she said. "I'll be. Go to a sex club." No." Amy swallowed hard. "Someone else."Renee arched an eyebrow. She drank. "I want to watch you fuck Dan."Renee choked, almost spitting a mouthful of red wine across the room. When she gained her composure, she said, "What?" Yesterday. I came seven times just thinking about you two together."Renee shook her head. "Seven?" She shook her head a second time."What's the matter? Dan not good enough for you?" Ah, shit, girl. Don't go there. Nothing to do with that. Dan is fine.". All that must surely have helped them keep the worst of the contagion at bay.The civil authorities generally ignored Eugenie and her companions. They were no more protected from violence or theft than they were persecuted for vagrancy. The English government's main concern was to address the anxieties of the ever-diminishing number of people still eligible to vote: a privilege wholly dependent on property-ownership. As long as Eugenie didn't trespass into streets and districts that had.