”“Only the best for you.”Before she calms down, I head over to the couch in the suite’s lounge and pour us each a glass of Champagne, then ask... “Would you like a drink to calm your nerves?”She sees the bottle on the coffee table and the two flukes in my hand.“Where did you get the champagne?”“Sam bought it for us.”We sit down, and she moulds her body into mine. She is too nervous to talk, so we just sit back and enjoy the champaign. Occasionally, I bend my head down and kiss her neck or nibble. "For that you can get the VIP treatment." She looked very sexy with her generous cleavage, her dark blond wavy hair, her accentuated, black skirt clad ass, and her pink, sheer stockings. Hard to imagine this lady is approaching 50. "I know". I started kissing her lips. She hesitated: "I am not sure about the kissing, Mr..." "Call me Henk. We kissed plenty the last time. I love your taste." And kept on kissing her feverishly. I added another €20 bill and shoved it between her shapely legs."I. Ally eventually told him he had a choice, either accept our plans or she would cut him out of her life. With both Ally and Sheila bending his ear all the time, he did what any man would do, he caved in. Anything to keep the ladies sweet. I wanted Libby there of course, and invited her to visit and meet Ally. I think she was diffident about meeting Ally but eventually agreed. That visit was the one that blew the door off it's hinges.Libby had told me she would arrive in the afternoon. Ally was. Rosey leaned against a tree to lick her dry lips and let out a few sobs. It was the most frustrating situation she had ever been in. It also began to worry her that she heard the oh so scary weapon hault to a stop the moment she started running. Then, she heard a twig snap behind her. Her chest exploded but froze at the same time, she wasn't even able to breathe. Her irish green eyes darted around the darkness that her vision still hadn't adjusted to. Rosey took one step forward, and then felt.