" His body twisted slightly toward me, the bulge in his pants nearly touching my cheek. Not even certain why myself, I found that I was unable to move..."Darcy explained how you were willing to do a little ... extra ... at the club the other night for ... grocery money. I have found men who have that very need with a special girl like you, but are afraid to go anywhere near clubs like Cache. I am hoping we can make a grocery money from them. I'm sure it would be far more profitable for you than. As he felt the softness of her breast he gave another husky groan. "Not here!" he rasped slightly. "I want ... I need more space!"He grabbed several of the little packets, and shoved them into his pocket and stood up, with her still cradled in his arms.Izzy put her arm across his shoulder, to hang on as he turned for the door. He stopped suddenly, and then just stood there waiting for a while."What is it?" Izzy whispered.He looked down at her with a slightly rueful smile. "I'm just waiting for. “And at 9:01 I’ll be tearing your pants off.”Then she said something like, Oh I don’t know, we should go slow, take our time, and some other such baloney.“Oh, no,” I replied. “Forget that, we’re not playing that game. If that’s the way you want it don’t even bother to come. We’ve been holding back for months, dancing around it, and last night we pretty near swallowed each other’s tongues. We are ready and we both know it. And it’s going to be the best we ever had!”She said she’d see me Tuesday. And therefore more of a challenge. Keeping her in mind, I thought, I’ll get into the scheme of things.My Uncle came to me sometime during the evening and gave me the keys to two of the rooms on the ground floor. One to keep the presents in and another where he kept all the bottles of drinks in. He knew I don’t drink or smoke, so I would be the most trustable, at least when it came to drinks. So every half an hour or so, when the presents got piled up, I’d call one of these maids and tell them.