Michael and Michelle came out next. They looked refreshed. Michael asked if we wanted to go out for breakfast; his treat. Tamara and I looked at each ...ther and smiled. I was thinking that money wasn't a problem and I assumed she was as well.I looked around to make a head count. Michael, Michelle, Trish, Jerry, Mike, Audrey, Terry, Tracy, Tamara, Sam and myself; that was eleven and that didn't include Marie, Stephanie, her three friends, and Lena. That made seventeen. "Michael, going out for. The final room he showed him was their bedroom; the marital bedroom. Jeff stood by the large double bed. “So this is where I will be sleeping tomorrow night then, Alistair?” Alistair nodded, trying to avoid Jeff’s eyes. Jeff walked to the side and pressed down vigorously on the mattress with both hands a few times. “Lots of bounce but quiet,” Jeff commented. “Don... that other couple I mentioned, their bed squeaked like hell and the headboard made a hell of a racket against the wall. Poor guy. I guess that's in about three or four weeks. I'm sorry, Cliff, but your quality is not nearly good enough."Until now your prices were lower than Ajax, so we still gave you some business. But Ajax has just informed us they will meet your prices and deliver their quality. I can't fight that. Their quality is substantially superior to yours. I appreciate what you told me about the upgrading you have in process, but I'm afraid it's too late. Ajax quality is here now. It's a known quantity."You hope. I start sobbing softly again at the humiliation of your eyes devouring my naked breasts. You only seem to enjoy seeing me at your mercy.I see your hands reach out, slowly moving toward my nipples, knowing that you intend to hurt me. I am afraid, yet my pussy is already soaked in anticipation. I beg you but the mask covers your face, unable to see any compassion, only your piercing eyes staring at me. I only see lust and pain in them. My pain. Your rough hands reach down to my skirt, slowly.