” Then I remembered, “Are you a cop?”“No, I’m not a fucking cop. Now strip Bitch.”He reached into his pocket and handed me a fifth dollar ...ill. I had been told to put all money through, what looked like a mail slot in the room, so I pushed the money through and took off my “work clothes”.“Would you like something to relax you?”“No, but I want to watch you put some up your nose.” I went into the drawer and brought out the little bit of powder left in my bag, filled my spoon and took a deep. Stella looked at him and smile. Her body was now on top of his, she pushed her body down lower and lower. As she reached his cock, her hands running around the upper leg and the inner thigh. Knowing he couldn't do anything, she wanted to tease him until he begged her to touch him. She licked his cock with her tongue, as her hand reached down between his legs. She looked up to see that his head was going deeper into the pillow in pleasure. She stopped with her tongue but not her hand. Stella. I walked calmly toward Will, as he did up his pants. I knelt forward, retrieving the open magazine from the ground. It was opened to a spread of a large breasted blonde playing with her pussy. “It looks like we came here looking for the same thing.” I said, grinning large. I tossed the magazine into the open bag, and picked it up by the handles. Will fidgeted with the front of his pants, his face now a bright red. “Come on” I said, “We better move these before someone else finds us. I know a. I’m fine now.” Why did I refer to Fran as my mistress, what is happening to my mental abilities...to even think right? Fran smiles and tells me, “You are completely enchanted by me are you not, my pet?” All I can muster out is an almost crying, “Hmmm-hmmm.” Another kiss, but this one more intense, and she leads me back to our table. I guess we must have finished our dinner, left and went somewhere, but the next thing that I remember after the ladies room kiss is sitting on a couch, Fran’s lips.