Christ, you whores are all the same. Show you a little affection, and bingo, it's romance," the old man chuckled."I don't have to listen to this," Ela...ne said sharply as she started to get up from her desk."Just take it easy and listen to me. You keep up this Pollyanna game of yours and you can kiss goodbye to any kind of relationship with Sam Smith, believe me," Peter said meaningly.Elaine felt her heart pounding faster and faster as she sat back down at her desk. She barely knew Sam Smith.. ‘Go on in the room,’ he said, ‘Muhammad and I gots to talk.’ Melanie walked toward the room and as she did, she realized she was a little light-headed. By the time they arrived at the motel, she’d drunk three beers and, since she hardly ever drank, she was feeling the effects of the alcohol she’d consumed. She managed to get the door unlocked and walked into the room. It was was small and dingy, furnished with an old double bed with a metal headboard, a worn dresser, and one dilapidated chair.. She lay panting in the darkness. The padding beneath herwas drenched in her sweat. The area between her legs wassopping. She must have peed herself when she lostcontrol, or perhaps her cunt had just flowed with thatmuch love juice as she was being teased and held at thevery edge of climax. “Yes!” she said aloud accompaniedby a deep exhalation of breath. “Yes!” she repeated.“This is what I have been looking for. Yes! Yes! Yes!Yes! YES!”Then she felt the wiggle. What had I done?Ash returned a few minutes later, and though I avoided looking at him, I could feel his eyes on my face, on my body. I could feel his scorching gaze—was he remembering how wet I’d been for him, how easily I’d let him past my defenses—and how much I’d enjoyed it.He didn’t stay long after that—he was taking Georgia to see a movie, so less than five minutes later, he was out of my house. But in those five minutes, I could tell he was undressing me with his eyes. I could feel the.