I need the drinks and food brought to Evie's apartment in ten minutes ... Also, tell Arlene to meet me at the inside garage door so she can push Mr. J...ckson's wheelchair to Evie and Dave's apartment." Done," Helen said, hanging up.Diana absently put the phone back into its charging cradle. Turning back to the men, she motioned around her. "We need to rearrange some furniture. The coffee table needs to be a little closer to the couch, and those chairs need to be moved over here." She turned to. " That wasn't the deal. You told me last night you'd give me a book for a blowjob. You got your fucking blowjob, asshole. Now, I'll take my book and go back to my own hotel room." Naww.. I'm not ready for you to go. I have all six of my books, all ready to be signed, but you won't be leaving until morning. What did you tell Press about tonight?"She dropped her head and lowered her voice, "I have a college friend in Greenville... I told him I was going to spend the night with her. He jumped at . Soon enough I started to get drowsy and I passed out on her lap. I don't know how long I was out for but when I woke up I was naked, in her large bed and she was standing in front of me wearing leather dominatrix shit."Wakey wakey slut." she said.I heard another voice from the hallway say, "Oh! Is he awake?!" in a very excited voice and into the room came 3 other girls, all dressed up like something from the rocky horror picture show."What the fuck is going on?" I say, but I can feel my dick. The ghostly words of Finger Eleven’s song seducing my mind and heating my body. I close my eyes and imagine my husband, Tommy, lying on the bed. His eyes hooded with desire, his manhood standing tall with respect, as I move around before him. Feeling giddy at the thought of being watched, I smile to myself and cup my breasts - for Tommy’s benefit. Feeling the music flow through me, I welcome the way my muscles burn as they bunch and stretch, twisting and turning my body. My nipples harden.