I placed the trey with juice and toast on a small table close to window. Tiptoeing backward, I was on my way out when I heard:-Good Morning-Good Morni...g, I said, I brought you a breakfast and this is your wake-up call as you asked last night He smiled.He was handsome man with middle-eastern features, deep eyes and strong bones. With no reason, my heart started to pump stronger and I felt that I am getting so warm.-Have good breakfast I said and moved toward the door.-One second… he said, I’d. Im sorry, but I really need to steal Syreeta back to help me finish painting. Lisa stared again. Dixon was 6 feet tall and had the same cocoa brown complexion of his lover. His body showed evidence of many workouts and his t-shirt and sweat pants indicated that he had been working up a sweat getting things ready in the new house. Syreeta rolled her eyes and apologized about taking up too much time, looking like she was looking for any excuse to get out of doing work. Hey, want to come over for. Following Liz, we walked up a winding flight of stairs. The second floor had more of a techno music atmosphere, with lots of people swaying and moving to music blaring out of huge ceiling and wall mounted speakers. Strobe lights illuminated everything, and through the thick fog of cigarette smoke and dry ice I could see lasers shooting by on the ceiling.The third floor was very high up and much smaller than the previous two, but it was much more intimate. There were isolated areas for couples. I wanted to be in a corner where I wasn’t so likely to be seen that I would get caught but so that someone might see me, so I picked the corner by the window, and sat down. I was wearing a mid-thigh length skirt and a white blouse. I had on no bra and a very skimpy sexy red thong. Once I was settled I reach up my skirt and slid my thong off, down my ankles, completely off. I brought it up to my face so I could see how wet I was. My thong was so soaked that you could see the moisture in it.I was.