He sat downat the bar to finish his drink, and tried to act like nothing hadhappened. "You want another one sweetie? Rodge paid for your othersalready... so no need to close out if this one is your last," the bartendersaid with a smile, Jim's mind was racing, did she know what had justhappened, did he clean himself up enough, with his heart racing, hechugged the beer. "Oh that was nice of him, no I'm good I still have toget some shopping done," he said before getting up and leaving the bar.He. I did not want to give him the impression or appear meek or timid in front of him. Suddenly, the name Raine Stiles was called and I was motioned to go in. I proceeded to walk through the gates that had opened and walk towards an empty table by the window. But before I was able to sit down, I saw Logan enter the room. I was truly unprepared and was taken aback by the sight of him. He was 6’4 tall and about 240 lbs of solidly built muscle, his midnight black hair was cropped closely to his scalp. ”She led me inside, and the lady, told her name was Sheela, asked me to dry myself with a towel. I did this after Sheela left, with my wet clothes, she came back a little later, and by the time I had wiped myself and wrapped the towel around my waist. She looked at me, giving my bare body a good look and asked if I would have tea. I replied, yes, that would be nice. Sheela gave a karat and a pajama, to wear till my clothes dried.Sheela brought tea for me and as I sipped the tea, I noticed. My fingers reached out to her pussy and started sliding along her blood engorged labia. She leaned over and bit my bottom lip, a trickle of blood formed on the left corner of her mouth. Our hands and fingers moved in unison as our sexual arousal increased.My fingers slid past the blood engorged labia, up to the third knuckle. “Oh yes, do it, fuck my pussy!” she moaned, as her palm rubbed the mushroom shaped cock head. I moved my fingers faster and faster as my thumb rubbed her clit. She spread.