So… I'll just go do that, then." She turned and put her hand on the doorknob… paused for a moment for one final look back… and then vanished out...the door, closing it behind her.A whole lot of Satsu's heart went with her, and she felt tears welling up inside, but she refused to allow them to fall. She was a leader now--she had to set an example. And this had been her idea. Buffy wasn't leaving her--she was leaving Buffy. Any kind of anger she felt towards the other woman was all kinds of. The woman in black completely ignored Emma, turning on a magnificent smile which she aimed at the redhead and said, "Miss Amanda. How lovely to see you again. Please excuse me, I will be with you in just two seconds, Miss Amanda." "Thank you, Jane," Amanda said as she looked in Emma's direction. Jane followed the glance, and, in the time it took to swivel her head, turned off her smile like someone had thrown a switch. "I'm sorry. This is a private members' club and, if I'm not mistaken, you. They carried out several sets of sheets and blankets. When some of the other ladies saw what we were setting up, they got up and went to get lots of pillows and bring them out to the TV room. It took about a full half hour or forty-five minutes, but we had all these sheets and blankets and pillows laid out on the floor of the TV room. I yelled over at Amy to ask how many sets of keys we have left. She tells me less than 20. I tell her to let me know when there are zero key sets left. Oddly, the. She felt his hands push her against a table and made her bend over. She was so vulnerable but at the same time excited by the fact that she was being abused by a complete stranger.She felt his hard cock against her pantied ass and tried to reach behind and grab it when she suddenly felt a sharp smack on her left cheek. 'Keep your hands on the table' he said. By now she realised that his voice was quite familiar but couldnt actually recognise it. Her ass was still tingling from the smack when.