"You done screwed up, didn't you?" Malcolm asked him. "Yep! I knew it. You done screwed up." Dave went inside, sat down in a corner like a dunce, and ...aited for Miss Fallon. She arrived, wearing pink jeans and a paisley-print blouse, around ten-thirty. Malcolm hooked a finger toward Dave's corner. "Tourist messed up," Malcolm said, and Miss Fallon just sighed and shook her head. "Okay, okay! So I drank a beer!" Dave said, once they were inside Miss Fallon's office. "Nobody's perfect! I wanted. I think Master Titus will be pleased.? Miss Prattbent her cane over her knee and then swished it through the air, and both Kathyand Evelyn winced. ?Do you think you're up for a few blows, dear?? Miss Pratt asked this in atone as if she were inquiring whether an invalid would like to have breakfastin bed. ?Oh, no not yet, ma'am?Miss Pratt, I really need some more time.? Oh Jesus. The little bitch is going to hit me! Maybe not, if I suck up toher. Kathy was a good looking woman, but she was. Her stomach growled, but the very thought of food made her queasy despite her hunger.Nayana rubbed the bridge of her nose with two fingers, hoping that the headache would go away. That guy from the party, he’d turned up again, hadn’t he? Right, he’d been at the club. Eloise had been livid. She’d gotten into her head, helped on by a few White Russians, to go “set him straight”, and none of the girls could talk her out of it. When she finally stalked off to find him, Nayana and another girl,. After a nice glass of wine and a chat we all headed up to the hotel room where J started to undress S slowly and as he did so, he kept kissing her neck and touching her all over – she was really enjoying it, letting herself relax and they looked much more like lovers than client and masseur to me!J was standing behind S as they faced me while I took a video of them. He gently removed her top and then her bra while licking and kissing her neck. S was wearing a tight skirt as I said, and as he.