If Sandro wanted her to do it, if he thought she’d like it, she’d do it, and tell her husband when she got home. Sandro excused himself and was go...e but a minute, and they finished their coffees and left. The walk to the apartment was quiet, both on the darkened street and between themselves, each lost in their own thoughts. Sandro was congratulating himself on yet again being able to have this beautiful woman do his bidding, and Aurora was looking forward to yet more delights of the flesh with. Although she had a swimsuit on, she knew it didn't hide very much. Her perspiration had soaked the garment. Her long stem pink nipples might as well have been covered with a thin wrap of cellophane for all the cover it gave her when wet."Next."Kelly knew what he wanted. She struggled with the belt and buckle at the top of her shorts. When she pulled on the tab of her zipper, the jungle seemed to stop. She could not hide the "ripping" sound of the zipper opening.The humiliated woman bowed her. "I looked at Flint and said, "We've got a problem. No handicapped facilities." They're planned in the addition, but that's six months away. Dev worked construction. He said he'd fix the bathroom next to the security room so Matt and Jerry can use the facility, and we'll jerry-rig a ramp into the house," Flint said. "We'll make do." Hire a contractor if necessary," David said. He looked at Boswell. "Matt, you called me Mr. Stanley. I go by David. Got it?"He chuckled and said, "Got it." That goes. His thumb moved across my lips, and I tasted the wine upon it. I was completely Mesmerized by this man. His dark hair contrasted against his pale ivory skin making him entrancing. The way he acted though was what caught me in his grasp. Again his lips were upon my own, this time kissing me fiercely, like he was starving and my kiss was all that would satisfy him. I heard him drop his glass in the floor, shattering it. Both his hands tugged at my dress as he laid me back on the mattress. Our.