I walked to the door and opened it up. A faint green light illuminated the stairs that led down to the basment. I knew it was my little light. I walke... cautiously down the stairs, they were creeky and old so I didnt want to fall through and break something. As I reached the bottom I saw that the room was actually bigger than its upstairs counterpart. It was cluttered though. And I could hear scurring mice. Yuck. All this time in the back of my mind Ive been wondering where Gracin is. I saw my. Here lay on his marital bed was a young guy, probably young enough to be his son. I knew the score, I had chosen to come see and fuck a married woman, if only I knew this was going to happen.As the engine outside died down and the headlights stopped illuminating the whitewashed ceiling I rested my head back, my bonds were too tight to fight, there was no getting out of this. I hoped, prayed that this guy would just find it funny and take the piss out of me, after that maybe he’d let me go home.. Why?”“I need to attend a meeting, and was wondering ... How would you like to have a cup of coffee with me? Monday morning? In Malaga?”“Malaga. Malaga, Spain? Seriously? Really?” He nodded. That cute little smile I liked so much appeared. “Yes. I’ll make it happen. If I have any conflicts, I’ll reschedule. You’ll leave for that when? Sunday morning early?”“Yes’m. I can pick you up at home at eight or so and we can fly into the sun, then get some rest and I can meet while you look around, or. "Kelly looked down at her latest beautiful conquest. "Aroused yet?" Evie nodded, gazing up into her with longing eyes. "Do you want my permission to have an orgasm?" Another enthusiastic nod."Don't go anywhere," teased Kelly as she rolled the projector's screen back into the ceiling. She turned the lights back on, letting Evie squint in the brightness, unable to shield her eyes. She fetched her camera and tripod and started to casually set them up.Evie let out a half-hearted protest, a small.