Grinning down at me she shamelessly stood and held out her hand leadingme back into our kitchen/living room wearing only our clinchers, bras andstocki...gs.Cuddled on the sofa, Pam said after a sip of wine. "When I told you Iwanted you to be my girlfriend Jessica, I meant it, but I'm not willingto accept a hidden relationship. If we're a couple, then from now on thenwe're going to be an out of the closet and in public couple." She pulleda face. "I'm sick of denying what I am or-" She kissed me.. "Yes, but we need your help, please come now," he said."Alright I'm on the way. I grabbed the .22 mag and a handful of shells. I also grabbed my cut down twenty gauge over and under shotgun. If I needed more than those, I would have to play it by ear. I did wear the Kevlar just to add some protection, but safety wasn't my main concern, when I parked my Cruiser in the alley behind the pub.Jeremy had never called asking for help, so I was taking it very seriously. I went in through the kitchen. "Oh fuck," Camelia, who seldom swore, moaned loudly, as her g-spot was again discovered."Come, my sweet pet," Portia ordered, as she relentlessly tapped on the g-spot like it was a drum."Oh God," Camelia moaned, the pleasure so good, so intense, that she knew she wasn't going to last long. Hearing her referred to as 'pet' also turned her on, even though if a guy said that she would kick him in the balls."Now, my pet, I want that cum flooding out of that sweet cunt of yours," Portia. The Madam’s body type was short and rotund. Suffice to say she did not have the right stuff to succeed as a prostitute herself, but compensated for this with her managerial expertise. A psychological assessment might conclude that she was conscious of her lack of sexual appeal, with a personal bias towards those who possessed it themselves.Mark was not concerned with being caught by the police, as crimes of this type are seldom reported. However it was probable that there was some organized.