'The large room was airy and light, lots of chrome and polishedtimber, a wall of mirrors and hairdresser chairs in front of it.'Now, Liz, this is wher... we will work...''I should let you get on with it,' Angela smiled, 'could I makesome tea or something?''You?' Jeremy said in disbelief and then shrugged. 'If you goupstairs,' he said pointing at cantilevered stairs at the sidethat led to a mezzanine floor, 'the kitchen is up there.''I'll find it. Tea of coffee?''Tea for me,' I said.'Jeremy?'. I had an entire night of illicit passion to feed my desires ahead of me.I walked with a strut to the bathroom door and stepped out into the hotel room. Carter waited on the bed, naked, his body muscular from sports, a young man in his prime. A cocky grin split across his lips as she stared at my busty, curvy body. Such lust burst in his eyes. His dick, thrusting from his golden bush, twitched, already half-hard and growing larger and larger at the sight of me. He licked his lips.“Damn, Mrs.. She’ll try and relapse once, I’d bet money on it, since her addiction isn’t really cured. She’ll still think she wants to get high, not knowing she isn’t able to. But once she finds out nothing works, she’ll believe that we were right. People will always find a way to explain away things that don’t add up. And of course, the loyalty side effect of the change means if you tell her it works, she’ll believe you.”“So we have her come in. Give her an injection, and let the natural sickness that sets. I told her to take out the pleats of her pallu and put it as single layer. She did so and it was stunning. Her figure was traced out through it. Her navel could be clearly seen through the sari due to the contrast. She was really sexy…I just hold her waist and kissed her navel over her saree. She closed her eyes. I made her sit on the bed by my side and started kissing on her lips. She started responding back and our tongues met and were enjoying. By this time I caressed her shoulders and her.