"Mmmm sei bello. Now, Doctor, we are even. There is nothing to forgive. Would it be possible to get down to serious business? " she asked in immaculat... English. I could feel myself blush and harden at the same time, the effects of her soft accented voice and her admonishing words having markedly differing effects. "Ahem," I coughed, somewhat flustered. "Of course, Miss, would you care to discuss this serious business here, or do you have somewhere else in mind?" I said waving generally,. ‘ You’ve finally decided to go to work for a living. You’ve become a producer.’ ‘Close, darling,’ he said, opening the door for me, ‘ but no tiparillo. Besides, there’s no such animal as a producer who works for a living.’ ‘True enough,’ I said. It felt wonderful to be bantering with Paul. We carried on a verbal fencing match punctuated with laughter all the way to the borders of bel-air, parrying and thrusting and giggling just as we had in the old days, so that the short ride with Xavier. Those cases usually contained discrete electrical power supplies for each of the insert bays the unit contained. Those cases were sometimes call lunchboxes because some had originally had a handle on top like a lunch box, and were portable. I had two of those units over in my recording control room that contained a mixture of expensive small microphone pre-amps, specific small rotary knob equalizers, and audio signal compression and signal limiting units.Raisha didn't seem all that curious as. Damn this man was built like a Greek god! His palm pressed against my pussy and I felt a flood of heat and moisture. The response I felt for Jared was electric, and the rapidly expanding bulge in his jeans was proof he felt the same. Jared pushed my panties aside and his finger plunged into my core. My breath left me in a rush as my back arched. A second finger joined the first, curving upward, pressing into my g-spot, and making me moan for more. He leaned into me and I felt his lips press.