We had exchanged emails after I had answered her online ad. She asked me if I wanted to come out and have coffee and meet. I agreed and off I went. I ...rove out, down one country road to another and finally down the dirt road to her place. She had seen me drive up and hollered to me as I got out of the truck. I walked into her place and she asked me how I took my coffee. "With just a bit of milk" I replied. We sat around for hours, talking, getting to know each other, and drinking coffee.She had. One of the things Paul liked best about Lois Silverthorn was that she could roll with the punches, big or small. "What's our hotel?" The Algonquin," he said."Well! Why not just go there? Reservations at the hotel's own restaurant won't be impossible -- at least, not for guests of the hotel! And if they are impossible, well, there's always Room Service!" Let's do it!" Paul said.Even without Tavern on the Green, even with the late start on their reunion, it was an evening Paul wouldn't soon. I began to think of Kayla and the way she used to touch me. she always began by kissing my lips softly..she'd work her way down to my neck. Her lips always made me tremble and as she slid her tongue down my neck and to my chest brushing my cleavage I let out a soft moan. Her hands always seemed to know just where to go on my body as she kneaded my breasts, working my nipples adeptly with her tongue. She always got this sexy little smile as she sucked on them because she knew how wet it got me.. Cindy was amazed at how weak she was; she couldn't overcome even the slightest pressure.Jan said softly, "Where do you think you're going, young lady?" Jan's tears were flowing as she spoke. She could see the pain in Cindy's eyes."I'm trying to get up. I'm a slave, remember? Slaves don't sleep in beds. What am I doing here, Jan? What happened?"Then it all came back to her. As gently as she could, she tried to run her fingers over her body. When she came to her cunt she touched the first cut and.