M. and they'd probably been waiting quite a while for us."Where the hell have you been?" snarled Smith as we emerged.Well, fuck that. I wasn't Scarpia...any more, I'd left him back at the opera house, but even Nick Volker didn't have to take that kind of crap. "That's none of your Goddamned business," I barked. "What in God's name are you two back again for?"Smith was clearly about ready to come back even harder, he seemed to be loaded for bear, but Brown gestured at him quickly; there wasn't. I got off and stood ready to leave. He grabbed me pulled me close kissed me and said "Please can we finish". I would've said "Go fuck your little wife" but the taste of my favorite kind of chapstick glued my lips shut. I wimpered out a "yes sir". He pushed against I could tell he was in control this time. I felt it I mean every inch and vein. His pumps were coordinating with my heart beats every pump bring me closer to climax he was like a salsa dancer ever move had a purpose and every purpose. For a moment, I had forgotten about the sexually explicit situations I had been in over the past week, simply enjoying a little harmless flirting and looks from two strangers at a cafe. They went back to their conversation and I could hear them as if I was sitting with them, as they were complaining about their supervisor. I also gathered from their talk that this was a training trip for them and they were from out of town. After a few minutes, John showed up. I stood to greet him as he gave me. James put down the camera and smiled at me. "That was great baby." Hecomplimented, leaning forward and planting a kiss on my lips. I kept mylips sealed tight and didn't return the kiss, but he didn't seem tonotice.He smiled again and held up the camera. "I'll go get offload these foryou, see if I can show you them before you have to take off. Meanwhile,you can get ready in here if you want -- feel free to use anythingaround here, babe. I'll be back in a bit to help you into that dress."He.