He winked at her before slipping away to leave them alone, and there was a world of meaning in the gesture."Lauralee," Marshall said in his deep void...."I didn't expect--and when Robbie said you insisted on seeing me--"Warm and strong, his hand closed over her own, and Luaralee clung to it. "I wanted you to see*me*," she said. "I've changed, Marshall."His eyes swept over her long body, taking in the diaphanous negligee and the way it clung to the modeling of her breasts, how it snuggled to her. The apathy engendered by previous events where the people felt powerless to affect the juggernaut of their government running roughshod over its citizens finally started to lift. This brought about a resurgence of interest in local politics that soon reached into Lady Heather's itself.One quickly noticeable change, although I watched it for a while wondering if it was just a fad, was the increase in clients coming to Lady Heather's more interested in talking and getting better acquainted with. The first guy said "Oh, I'd love to slide my cock slowly into your hole."She smiled and asked, "Oooh really? Which one?"With a bigger grin he said "All of them." "Mmmmm" was her response.The big guy then said "I want to run my tongue around your nipples and feel them get hard in my mouth so I can suck and chew on them."This caused her to moan as the three of them bumped and grinded against each other in time to the music. Then he said "I'd love to grab you by the hair and shove my cock between. She showed me inside and offered whisky which I helped myself. As she turned around to fetch the drink, she again offered me a stunning sight, which I began to enjoy here: spectacular, awe-inspiring waist and figure. I lost control; slowly, approaching on her behind, put my hand around her waist and began to kiss her neck. This made her shake; turned around and said: “Oh, what are you doing?” I had to make my move fast: told her a whole account of my desires, but didn’t let her go, or.