So sometimes her phone calls take on an air of 'ya, well I got one for you! 2673! And up yours, you bucket of frozen electron soup!' (Slams down the p...one. "That'll fix the little crotch weasel!')Tim, 'the designated fall guy', is actually a slightly scruffy quantum mechanic without a Q certificate but whose main thing is tending to this box of parts that it has quantum communications and processing capability. Its a rogue unit, one someone hadn't yet inserted the 'thou shall not time travel'. I’m getting hungry already,” I said as I walked out of the office. I walked to the hotel and went straight to the desk. “So good to have you back Senora,” the desk man said. Just my luck he remembered me. “Mr. Allen called and instructed me to give you the key to his room.”Now I was beginning to feel a little like one of Heidi Fleiss’s two-grand-a-day call girls who catered to the rich and powerful in Hollywood. The thought “Why am I doing this for free?” actually ran through my mind.The desk. As the taxi drove away Pat pulled me inside and immediately began taking my clothes off. By the time we got to the bedroom I was already naked. She seemed to be in so much of a hurry, pushing me onto the bed and taking her pants off in what seemed to be one motion.Without hesitation, she straddled me and I was inside her very wet vagina.From then until the early hours, we had the best sex we have had for years, Pat was insatiable and couldn’t get enough.“Fuck me hard and fast,” Pat kept. Laurie looked up quickly and let her eyes drop back down. What little she saw of him, he was in jeans and a blue plaid shirt, and he had light brown curly hair. She didn't have her eyes open long enough to notice anything else about him. He closed the door, and he heard him fumble with his belt. His pants dropped behind her head. She looked up again. Laurie was suddenly staring up at the guy's cock throbbing directly above her face.Is this guy really going to pee on my face? This is not at all.