” She begged while putting her palms together as if praying to him.“I know you won’t, and I won’t report you, but I want something in return.�...�“I don’t have money on me now, but I can get some.” she insisted almost pathetically. Mr. Hoffman just looked at her like a hungry leopard stalking an antelope in the African Sahara. He woke up and walked around her, slowly closing the door.“I want something that you have, something that’s more valuable than money.” He slowly went behind her, laid his. She was glad when he led the way to a private table on the third floor landing of the bar. She didn’t like the staring glances of the patrons, thinking they were judging her. Drisana had no idea that the real reason they stared was because of her choice of company. The bribe Garak had given Quark paid off splendidly-the drinks arrived almost once they were seated. The first thing Garak had ordered for her was a Sumerian sunset-a crystal clear drink -or so it appeared-she had brought it to her. Big mistake. That left me riding with a hard-on most of the time, and I was miserable. I was sweating bullets, and constantly trying to surreptitiously adjust myself. Damn it! She took pity on me eventually, reaching across the gap between our bikes, and resting her hand on my shoulder. "Take it easy, there's nothing to worry about. So you're a little excited. You're a teenage boy. These things happen. Nobody's around to see, right? Nothing to be embarrassed about."She was wrong. There was one. He chose pussy, figuring it was probably lubricated from some earlier activity. Felt like it was.He reached down to tweak her clit and they got off just before Darren walked in. He quipped, “Getting her ready for me, I see”, and dropped his pants. Her twat wasn’t vacant for more than 15 seconds and she started moaning again. Todd went to the fridge for a cold beer. It wasn’t long before Darren and Marie were in the living room with cold ones themselves.Marie was sixteen and he’d been fucking.