The knock rang out again louder than before. Sam edged slowly towards thehallway, taking care to not make a sound. He held the camera close to hisches.... The door banged again. From the other side a deep voice rang out."Sir!?! Mr Sam Simons!?! Can you please let us in!" Who is..." Sam caught himself before he could finish. He cringed andheld his head in his free hand. What had he done? Not only had he letwhoever was out there know he was inside the apartment but he hadanswered in a voice that. Making you want to come. You want to come for me, up there in the lights, then again in my bed, over and over."By this time she was once again deep into her own fantasy, eyes still closed, and her body swaying in my arms. I could feel the tension in her, but I could also feel tremors going through her as she reacted to my words. I pressed close to her back, hands on her shoulders, guiding her to the steps up to the stage. She moved slowly, almost blindly, but finally opened her eyes and climbed. Needless to say Jemma slept like a log.She woke in the morning, the sun was shining and she thought she would have a couple of hours on the beach. She put her bikini on under a t shirt and shorts and went downstairs. Just as she got there Fiona met her in the hall and asked if she was alright.She said she was and that she was going to have a couple of hours on the beach.Fiona said, ‘come and have a coffee first, Rob and I want a word with you.’Jemma thought, oh no, her we go again.She went into. I took it out of his hands and put it in a drawer. "I am so sorry Gary, I didn't mean for you to find that. (Little did he know that's exactly what I wanted) "Forget it Denise I understand." "Gary I have a special favor to ask?" "Sure what is it?" "I am in this self defense class, and I need someone to practice with, will you help me?" "Sure no problem." We tried a few moves, and we ended up on the floor, I started to tickle him and we ended up wrestling on the ground. He was now on top.