"You're very welcome," she says as she glances over her shoulder at me while walking away. I suddenly feel vibrations coming from my jacket pocket, gr...bbing my phone, I sneakily put it under the table to read the text that I have just received. It is from Katie. 'Oh my god! I totally just saw all of that! I bet you loved the touch of her hand against yours haha.' Looking around to see where Ms. Harrison is, I text back. 'Fingers I'd love to suck on as I buried my own in her tight pussy.' As I. People crowded passed each other, all of them with cold, blank looks on their faces, mindless zombies rushing to get to the next item that would make them poor. The market place was always dark, the only light was from all the neon lights of the selling stands. The floor was a dark red, which looked black in the dark light. The floor was a soft carpet, but somehow it still managed to hurt the feet. Over head, the ceiling was too dark to see. The building could have been ten feet or ten thousand. ‘Tell me about your family’ I said muzzily, my words muffled by my proximity to his jumper. ‘Well, my dad owns his own company, making alloy wheels, mostly successful in it’s own little way, and he enjoys it. He spends a lot of time working at managing it, doing the sales and marketing and thinking up new ways to make money, as it’s only a small outfit and he can’t afford to hire extra executives. My mum’s a nurse, she doesn’t need to work really but she’s never seen the sense in spending all. * * * The next morning Brion rose early and shared the usual morning meal with his father. He told Lord Barnard of exactly what he had planned for the day. Brion’s father was delighted to hear what was in store for the two young lovers and wished Brion luck. After breakfast Lord Brion returned to his room and dressed for the day, he wore his usual black boots, pants and loose fitting shirt. Around his waist he tied his red Lancers’ sash and over that he belted his rapier. As the day might cool.