Her free hand came up to play with her nipples and she noticed something really wrong. She was off balance. Lucky was on the side of the bed and she w...s on the far other edge. She was falling off. She hit the floor with a thump and her one hand still on her clit. Her butt was in the air and her shoulders were on the floor. She was so close to orgasm, but she really should get up off of the floor. If she got up she might lose it. She started to gather together the will power that it would take. Light beautiful tan skin. Big brown eyes. Red hair. About 5'11". Big round ass that would drive any guy crazy. Big round breasts that I fantized about sucking and playing with most of the time. The rest of the time I imagined how much more beautiful she would look tied up and gaged. She got up and paid for her drink. I drank the last of my vodka and coke and paid for my drink following her outside. As she was walking it was about 10:00 at night. I had my hood on. My long black hair hanging over. "Maybe what I should be doing is asking the Mistress to hook them up every month while absolutely brutalizing the both of them. They might actually get so sick and tired of each other that they would never consider another 'private session' again." Smiling wickedly as she feasted on Lana's ass she decided as she thought to herself, "Very well little sister, you want time with the Mistress, fine, starting next month, or rather next session since I don't know when we'll be back, you are now one. Thanks, mister."Harley turned and left a happy stationmaster looking at his back. Lee Roy watched and listened. This man was bigger than that boxer, Jack Sharkey who just got knocked out by some wop named Primo Carnera. This guy just ain't got no quit in him. I sure ain't going to git no, get on this guy's bad side. Nope, nope, not me. He thought to himself.Harley took a five-dollar bill off of one of the big rolls in his pocket and handed it to the bemused Lee Roy. "I appreciate yur uh your.