She stepped in and rode up to the ninth floor. The room was at the end of the hallway, 921. She opened the door and caught her breath. The sun streame... through the window onto a king size bed in the center of the room. She set her purse down on a chair and looked around. A vase with a dozen red roses sat atop the table in the corner with an ice bucket, a bottle of champagne and two long stemmed glasses.A fireplace stood at the foot of the bed with a small gas fire blazing away. She looked in. He nodded, gesturing to indicate she should go on.Sasha sighed, grabbing her shirt and tugging it on over her head. Her voice was muffled for the time it took the shirt to slip past her nose and chin and snap down to cover her. “Basically? Xia came in without knocking, despite me locking the door.” She shook her head. “And she started putting two and two together. So I knocked her out.”“How?” Darryl asked.“This!” Sasha held up a nasty looking collar. The edges had small vials that looked like. There's a pause and I'm speachless when she turns and looks me in the eye for a brief second and says bluntly, "it's over. I don't want to see you any more." She hesistates as she turns away then adds quietly, "i'm sorry."The door closes silently as I stand a gape, flacid and cold. I wept as I put my pjs on and cry myself to sleep. The early morning dawn wakes me un-rested and still sobbing. I silence my alarm and go into the kitchen to start coffee for myself. I check my phone for the. Candy lifted her head up a little bit, looking at Mark with a seductive smirk. "Oh you're ready to give me some dick too? Good, I'm enjoying being stuffed on both sides" she said before laying her head back down, looking up at me and opening her mouth wide. I took this opportunity to pull her shirt over her head, this whole time she'd been mostly clothed with her shirt still on and pants just pulled down a little bit while I fucked her, but now that I had the chance I wanted her completely.