She dips a fingerinside, not terribly surprised to find that she?s quite wet. She?s in aperpetual state of arousal anymore; she knows he knows and is ...leased, even ifhe can?t be there to take advantage of the situation ? to tease, torment, andfinally (hopefully) fuck her. She pullsher skirt back down, slowly licks her finger clean, and heads back out toreception. The interviewer is apparently unthrilled that she?s there early.It?s only twenty minutes early, she thinks. Late, as far as she?s. “I only woke when someone stabbed me, and I wonder now if I’d been drugged – I’m not usually a deep sleeper. I killed my attacker with his own blade, and then tried to get to Anora’s room.” He grimaced, face a mask of pain and grief, and his voice cracked when he spoke again. “Her door was open, and she was lying on the bed, blood trickling out of her mouth, her eyes wide open. She was dead, I’m sure of it.” He looked at Cailan anxiously, clearly thinking he wouldn’t be believed. “She didn’t do. Thats when i got in my playful mood, she had her hands against the wall, her back and bum to me, leg spread. I grab her ass and started spreading the cheeks, i could tell she was turned on as she let a few moans, i ran my hands between her cheeks and very very slowly starting towards her pussy, i was taking a risk but it was worth it, she arch back and give me full access, so i started to rub her pussy through her leggings.At that stage i was very hard but i wanted to play with her, she was in. I took her hand and climbed up on the road in the cold pouring rain. In the flashing light of lightening, I could detect a very shabby shack few feet away. It looked like a five star hotel to me at that time. We took shelter there. It was a temporary shack, built very poorly with bamboo sticks and some corrugated tin sheets. Looking around inside I saw a very rickety bench and an equally rickety table. It probably served as tea stall for the workers when this road was being constructed. It gave.