. some of our talking cut into your normal sleeping time on the plane. I have to maintain my routine: go to bed now, get up at 11:30 and fix us some l...nch.” To Arthur, “Will you show your mom to the bedroom?”Talking to both, “I put the towels out. Arthur knows the layout of the flat if you feel the need to get around. If you’re anything like me, you’ll want to have a shower. Besides, the two of you need a little time to talk and decompress ... get comfortable with each other in a new. ? I’m studying to be a doctor. You’re not going to find me stacking shelves in some discount shop.I know camming is a risk to my future career, but as well as clever, I’ve always felt free spirited... or if you want a more exciting phrase, slutty. The feeling has always been there since I started puberty, like an itch waiting to be scratched or a clit waiting to be tickled.The thought of being a doctor has never excited me. It’s my father who chose my career path, he is a heart surgeon and. I could see the juice flow out around your fingers and drip down your cute bum and then I saw your finger follow it before circling around your tight bud and slowly pushing a finger in I saw the delight on your face as you did it and wished it was my finger or tongue or cock that was there right then all of a sudden you stopped and reached over to the table pulled the bottle over to you and then in one smooth movement removed your skirt leaving only your stockings and heels on legs back up you. The door swung shut automatically and he was shot up the floors of the skyscraper without so much as having to blink his eyes willfully.The elevator doors swung open to reveal a security checkpoint much like those found in courthouses. One, armed-guard watched him carefully while the other examined a monitor as he walked through the scanning machine. Chase's service weapon was locked in his desk drawer, he never carried it in the building. He assumed checking it in with security would not have.