. , well not in the way I said it. I was thinking I'd put this on the cost of your room, that is if you still plan on working for me?" Ya sure, I can ...till do that, but are you talking about working at that shithole cantina, or out of here?" she said gesturing to the Red Roof as Julio pulled his car around back, where her room was."You'll be working wherever I need you to. Sometimes it'll be here, sometimes you'll be at much classier places than this, sometimes it'll be in shitholes like the. She said that would be nice and me too meet her outside the front door after the event and that she would be waiting for me in which I told her that I would, she walked off and I went to meet up with my wife. I told her I found her someone to play with in which she responded back saying I'll bet you played with her already. My wife was anxious to meet her and when we walked outside there she was waiting for us. I introduce myself and my wife to her and we spoke for a short while and she. Slowly we shifted to the bed and I was now massaging her back. I asked chachi, let me give u an oil massage on your back.She was like Rehne do, clothes will get dirty. I said, it will be more relaxing. She didn’t agree. Then I finished with the massage. She got up and then we sat side by side, chit chatting. I asked chachi, can I hug you? She said what? I said, I just feel like doing it. She was like ok. Then I said, get up. Then we got up on the bed and I hugged her hug her real tight. So. Sweat gleams on my body, and you are suddenly aware of the urgent beat of your heart. I throw the tattered shirt into a corner and move into you again, kissing your upturned lips and exploring your body with light, feathery touches."What are you doing?" you breathe, but the words seem sacriligeous in this chapel of our lust, and I answer your question only with a small, cryptic smile. Silently, I pull roughly at the neckline of your white top, tearing the thin fabric free of your glistening.