Again, he sends a plaintive and gentle entreaty, "May I touch you?" Absence of response follows.How to interpret the non-reply? Is it a refusal or ind...cision? Has the intended heard him from deep below her? Has she been dissatisfied with his effort?He is undaunted; he must try again. He will not shed his tenderness. He reaches higher. "May I touch you?"A reply! "Perhaps."He redoubles, reaching ever-higher on the scale. He can no longer merely plead. He declares. "I must touch you!"She speaks. “That is just the start, thank you for letting me come. Some members tell me I have to wait until they are ready. Seeing you tonight and your selection of me was very pleasing.” A buzz sounded on her belt. “Your entree is ready sir, I will collect.” As she walked away I could see the juices down the inside of her legs. I was hard.Paul was sucking his male maid cock and enjoying himself.Gina returned with my entree of 6 peeled king size prawns and a selection of sauces. I asked “Another sauce. Sally pressed her case."I know you miss working as Maria, and your clients miss you. Theyask about you - Maria - all the time. You heard Dorothy. And Joyce?Remember how frazzled she was before you started helping her? Yousaved her life! And you miss her lovely kids, don't you?"I nodded. "So you're saying I should go back to being Maria?" Well, why not? Maria has far more people who know her, and like her,and need her than Dave does." And what about you?" What about me? I lived happily. They lived in a rough council estate and I almost changed my mind but my hunger for cock took ahold of me. I managed to find their council flat and buzzed in, feeling very nervous.Geoff buzzed me in and I went up to the second floor and knocked on their door. Geoff greeted me and introduced me to his partner Les and offered me a drink. After about an hour of drinking vodka and coke and chatting with them, Geoff asked me if I'd like to try to do what I said I wanted to do and went downstairs.