"Vicki stood up, took Lea's hand and pulled her up."We'll just be a sec," Vicki said. "We'll come down and get you when we are ready."They ran upstair... and left me a lone for what felt like an hour but was less than five minutes."Come on up here," Vicki called from the top of the stairs.I wanted to run up the stairs, but I restrained myself not to appear too eager and walked up the stairs to the first floor. Vicki and Lea were waiting at the top of the stairs. They led me into a large bedroom. We swapped hello's and I kissed her cheek, smelt the heady perfume and knew i wanted her more with each moment we spent together, I thanked her for meeting with me, she just smiled. We walked to the club in virtual silence, the cold air forcing the pace, I opened the door for her and once inside the warmth, atmosphere and loud music must have relaxed her because, with only a single drink of wine we talked about everything but work, we danced and spent a great evening together, she drank more. Michelle watched the barista approach and immediately noticed there was a problem with her order. She ordered both to stay, but her coffee was in a take-out cup and her muffin was in a bag. Before Michelle could speak, the barista handed her an envelope. The girl smiled at Michelle, said an attractive man named Rick asked her to give this to her. She smiled and then returned to her work behind the counter. Michelle looked around searching for anyone fitting Rick’s description, but there was no. She had a great tiny teenaged ass and big firm teenaged tits, but her face was sort of hard, all angles and disappointment, with a small mouth that rarely smiled. Her eyes were blue, but oddly dull. Her accent was simultaneously annoying and sexy, associated in my mind with racism. I knew that wasn’t fair, but we all have our preconceptions.I took her hand and held it when she told me something emotional; and looked into her blue eyes sincerely. Her face softened, and I had her.She was a very.