If things don't go well... I just want to say 'thank you...'" Everything's going to go perfectly, Bebe. Now," she slapped his rearend rather hard, "mo...e that pretty little ass of yours. The clock isticking!"XXXThey pulled up in front of Blacksmith's Restaurant on Winston Street at6:57. The brick front of the building and the somewhat dilapidatedcondition of the neighborhood worried John as Don stepped up to open hisdoor and help him out of the town car."This is it?" John asked as he looked. Now let's get across the street."The walk was short and upon entering the salon Jarod spotted Martaseated at a table at the back of the room speaking to a very attractivemature woman dressed in a tailored suit in burgundy shantung silk, witha lilac blouse. The woman turned at the sound of the door closing, andcalled out "I just called the store, and Daniella told me you wereheaded over, so I have your coffee poured and ready, Edie." As shespoke she rose and turned to Jarod and extended her. Love you." My phone chimes again with a kissy face emoji, but I shake my head and do my best to get back to work. If I had any sense at all, I’d go to her gym. She did offer to let me workout on her anyway. Which is exactly what you’re supposed to do at the gym.Oh well, perhaps another day. I resist the urge to rub my hard-on through my slacks, thinking about how great it would be to plunge myself deep in Kathleen’s cunt. Now my brain is going to be hijacked all day. Maybe I should take a. She panted."Do I have a disease, Lucian?" she asked.He danced on his feet, trying to get past her, but she didn't budge."I guess it's something really bad and contagious," she went on.Her eyes were dark under a frown, but her lips smiled, giving her asardonic look.He shrugged."What do you mean?" he asked.She stepped forward, bringing her face close to his. He saw the myriadof tiny raindrops on her skin. He also saw that her irises had a steelyhardness to them."You don't understand," she said,.