“You don’t need to do these, I’ll take care of them later.” “So then what do we do now?” I pulled a towel off the stove, and dried her han...s. Sparks were flying, and we both knew something had to happen. I leaned next to her ear, and said softly: “I know that right now, I want to kiss you.” She slowly spun around in my arms, and glanced up at me, she was still that shy girl, but I knew now that glint in her eye was desire, and it was growing. She tilted her head up, and we kissed softly. It was. The trio nodded politely to the man leaving Carla’s office. Karen wondered if he was the man Carla had mentioned that needed to masturbate in front of her during his sessions.“Please give me a few minutes,” she asked as she closed her office door.Moments later Carla opened her office door, using it as a shield to block a view of her body. Dan, Karen and Wendy entered and noticed she had changed into the same beige coloured blouse that was unbuttoned unfashionably low and a short hemmed light. The doctor who owned it, Sergei Strelnicov had entertained her there numerous times before he got married. He had been a regular at Sig’s as had his wife before they moved and started renting the place to students. But she decided to take Toby upstairs, take him to bed and celebrate with him. There was a vibe about him that made her want to make the young man part of the décor of her apartment.There was something about seducing and regularizing sex with young men who worked for her that fit. Lightning flashed outside and for a split second Marcel saw the room as it once might have been. Warm light filled the room with a soft intimate glow. The luxurious silken canopy was tied back against burnished wooden posts. Plush cushions were piled high on a silken bedspread.The flash of lightning faded and the bed was once more moth-eaten and dusty.Marcel's body ached from the hard day's ride. The bed might be old and worn, but it would do for the night. He removed his armour and peeled off.