I go back over to the desk and you stand there licking your lips."Bend over the desk, you slut!" I command.Obediently you bend over my desk. You are w...aring a skirt that goes down about to your knees. I pull it up and see the sexy red thong you have on. Your nearly bare ass is sticking up in the air ready for me to have my way with it. I rub my hands gleefully and detect a faint moan coming from you in anticipation of what I'm about to do. I bring my right hand down on your right cheek and. “Well we could call it our going away present for each other. How does that sound?” “Sounds brilliant,” Mia responded before running both of her hands through Frankie’s short pixie cut hair and pulling her closer into a lustful kiss. Frankie moaned and began fondling Mia’s breasts again. This time she slipped fingers under the silky material of the bra and rubbed Mia’s nipple between her thumb and finger. It was Mia’s turn to moan this time which only encouraged Frankie to straddle her and. Any of the occupants would do for what he had in mind, but, in the common vernacular of this age, you don't shit where you eat. Another disappearance could well focus attention on this place and he was already pressing his luck. It had been less than three full nights since he had so rudely intruded on the Bollingers and already neighbors were coming around, wondering why Jimmy's wife had missed the weekly meeting of her card club or why she wasn't returning calls. That was the problem with. Aside from some small talk with a hot blond at Margaritaville, nothing was clicking. I had no choice but to drink more beer.Hit Planet Hollywood and stopped at the bar, where I was stopped by a girl hanging with her girlfriend."Nice jacket. Is that suede?" Yes it is. I'm Dean from Canada." I told her the city, of course."Oh my God, I love Canada. I'm Chrissy."Chrissy was a light-skin brown girl about 5"2 with a cute little body. Great body, actually. She wore a black dress."Where are you from.