In. Besides, I always loved getting dolled up when I dressed down. The first day was terrifying, as I went to the backroom and took off my clothes. I ...eally had to go out there and serve customers… almost naked? Oh. My. Fucking. God. Of course, as soon as I began I felt comfortable. Who cared if people were objectifying me? I was in a safe environment. Why not let some people enjoy the human body? Though the pay was definitely nothing to scoff at, I loved it most for how sexy it made me feel.. ” He grunts with frustration as he fights off his orgasm and groans at the clasp of my cunt. I giggle at his expression and deliberately squeeze down on his cock. He growls and begins to fuck me harder with only the pillow keeping my head from hitting the wall. Flipping me onto my side, he pulls me back onto him with renewed lust and drills into me. “You’re going to break me.” “Isn’t that what you came here for?” Liam half laughs but is careful when I wince at his roughness, squeezing my. ”My eyes went back to the mirror. It couldn’t be my imagination that he was getting too close to us. “Jesus Christ, I’m not going to leave you with him.”“Then he’s going to drive you off the road, or worse. He’s a cop, too. Fucking immune. No one is going to help us. Believe me, I’ve tried.”Clarity burst inside my brain. “You don’t really have a sick mom, do you?”“Sure, I do.” Kit waited a minute. “Back home. She’s no help with this. I have to get away.”“I understand.”She snickered. “No, you. If I was expecting her to be sitting on my doorstep again I was disappointed and when I opened the door in hope rather than expectation there was nothing lying on the mat. I closed the door behind me and forced myself to face up to the fact that she wasn't coming, it was all fanciful on my part.It was still relatively early and I put on the TV to watch the usual Christmas movies, a glass of wine in my hand.Of course I spilled the wine when I jumped at the sound of a knock at the door. Putting.