I can get another. No arguments from me,” said Marshall. Through his haze of anger did he really see Sandra winking at him? What’d that mean? “G...ve me the keys and start down the block. Don’t look back if you know what’s good for you. I’ve got friends watching you right now and a wrong move is really gonna hurt. Trust me.” “Oh, I do,” said Marshall. “Just leave the lady alone.” “She’s mighty pretty. Maybe she’d like a ride. You want a ride, lady?” Again, the wink. “I can show you more fun than. It seemed this was just what she wanted. She started moaning in pleasure. I opened wide and tried to fit more of it in my mouth. As I was successful, sucking it as if this was the last tit on earth. She responded, grabbing my head hard and pushing herself into my mouth. In turn, I searched with my right hand, and found her crotch. No objections this time. For now, I just touched her bare skin. You could feel the heat! "No way this is happening" I thought to myself. "Yes, way" I responded in. I explain that I wish to paint and visit the village, and also the spa. He smiles “Ah yes, my cousin Sophia has a wonderful establishment, I can thoroughly recommend it” His chocolate brown eyes catch mine and he clears his throat, lowering his voice a little and leaning across the table. He catches at my hand, holding it in his “I hope I am not being impertinent, but please tell me how such a beautiful woman is here alone? Perhaps someone comes to meet you – a family member, a lover?” I flush. He thought he must have been dreaming, because old-fashioned love between two people just didn’t seem possible anymore in the contemporary age. A woman and a man couldn’t be held together by love anymore—but property and prestige instead, their love growing cold due to their self-imposed independence from each other and their constant striving for more, as the two together are just simply not enough anymore. And instead love becomes this partnership drafted in an attorney’s office instead of.