“Olivier?” she asks.She doesn’t wait for my reply, but just shakes her head slightly and leaves the room, closing the door behind her.I pick up ...y phone ready to finally text Lauren when I hear another knock on my door. I’d love for just one moment to decompress from that meeting, but apparently, my team has other ideas.“Come in,” I call out and I’m not able to hide the slight annoyance from my voice.Suddenly, Olivia is in my doorway and it’s only now that she’s standing there, that I notice. Her imagination of being bent over on the dance floor and being ass fucked to the shocked looks she’d get from all these people started her juices flowing heavier than they already had just to think about it. “Or, you could go to the ladies rest room and wait for me in the first stall on the left.” he was listing options at they came to mind.“Of course, we could also just blow this place and go to mine where I will pleasure you until you can’t stand it anymore.” he continued in a teasing vein.. Beside me at the bar was a gorgeous young black woman with beautiful long black hair and a tight top that showed off the most amazing cleavage. We started to chat, drinking and flirting with each other. That black beauty told me she was also away from home on business. As the evening progressed, our conversation got increasingly naughty and it was not long before she invited me back to her room.As we left the bar she took me by the hand and led me to the elevator.We were soon inside her room. I’m heading to DC. I have some trash to take out,” I announced upon hearing the news of just how bad the incel uprisings in the nation’s capital, Vermont, and other places were.That didn’t even count the Dominionist revolt in Virginia. Yeah, fuck that noise! Evidently, the Mayhem had let loose some serious whack jobs while I was busy claiming my prizes, adding to my harem. Well, it was my fucking mess and I was going to just have to clean it up. Had so much time really elapsed and I didn’t.