There was nobody in the house, so naturally, I was hoping something would happen. So she was sweeping and cleaning the house and we were chit chatting...Once she was done, she had to leave but neither of us wanted to the other to leave. So I asked her, “do you have to go?”. She made up something saying she has to wait for her sister to come and I said okay, why don’t you sit down until she turns up. So we both sat beside each other on the bed near the back door and she started telling about her. You like to be face-fucked don't you?I pulled my cock out and she said in a demanding tone give me that cock now! Oh, really I said you better watch your mouth or I’ll go out and let the first guy I find come in and fuck you as nasty as he wants too. You want to let some strange guy just walk in and fuck me …She said...Treat me like a dirty little whore? You want to watch him use your slut of a wife. without a second thought I grabbed her head and said you want me to hold you so he can face. She touched his forehead and his body started moving on its own and followed her down the stairs and into the basement of her home. When he was where she wanted him, she touched his forehead again and all movement stopped. Not that it mattered since he had no control over his movements anyway. Now he was scared. He was learning the truth in the rumors and it was not a pleasant lesson. He could only hope that she was just trying to scare him a little. Surely, she would not want his tall manly. No wonder Aidan only wanted her as a friend. When he had Jean-Philippe to introduce him to sluts like the one he was talking to right now, how could he ever be interested in her? The waiter appeared as if on cue and Rainey reached out her hand for another glass… ********** ‘I usually spend springtime in Monte Carlo,’ Colette was saying, one finger suggestively stroking the stem of her champagne glass, ‘but when Jean told me that he was opening a club in Seattle, I just had to stay in the States.