“ Are you sure you want to leave the stall on its own”, Ming inequired.“Yeah it’ll be fine, we’ve had a really slow day, no traffic”.Like ...veryday so far Ming thought, but he knew things would change during the wet season, when that narrow lane would have traffic blasting up and down in both directions.She lead him into the shack like house, which was just off a well beaten footpath created by years of walking, the road was maybe 20 meters away, but the stall could not be seen, covered by the. " The Djinn nodded his head and the apartment suddenly looked like a crossbetween something out of GQ and S And M Monthly. There was a rotating bedwith a mirrored ceiling and all types of sex toys scattered about. Thewalls were covered in sort of a leopard print. There was a well stocked barin the living room area and a big screen TV. His posters of Jenny McCarthystill lined the room, but now they were framed and signed with a suggestivesaying above her signature. "Wow" shouted. Melissa worked in Public Relations for the Oakland Raiders NFL football team. As I waited on the elevator I thought about trying to talk her into taking me back. I wasn't George Clooney, but I was a good looking guy, making a good living in Finance and I had a pretty good way with the ladies. Yeh, maybe things would work out after all.I snapped out of my daydream as the bell dinged and the doors opened. As I strode across the short reception area I saw a big brown box on the corner of Bonnie's,. ****** I wanted to kiss those lips that pressed into my back. I wanted to force my tongue into her mouth, and press my body against hers. I wanted to take in the sight of her naked body, and latch my mouth onto one of those engorged nipples that I knew she had right now. I wanted to hear her moan with pleasure as I massaged each of her breasts. Beyond that, I desperately wanted to push her against the wall, and fuck her from behind. My cock ached for her soft pussy. I was desperate to feel that.