" Lana abruptly cut off what she was going to say as the land line rang at that moment. Annoyed at the interruption--at a quarter to eight in the even...ng, no less--she took a sip of wine as I stood and walked to get the phone from the wall in the kitchen entryway where it was mounted."Hey! Maddux; are you and Lana watching Fox right now?" It was Zach Taylor's voice. "If not, you really need to turn it on and see what is going down!" Okay, Zach, hang on," I said, putting the phone on speaker. And she's treating you like shit. You don't deserve it." Thanks for that." Well, you don't. Anyhow, sorry to be the one to tell you, but you're not going to get laid. At least not by Callie." At least not by Callie, huh?" Well, yeah. Some girls around here appreciate you, you know," she said. And then walked right up to me, a little smirk on her face. "Some of us have appreciated you for a while." Mel?" I said, as she stopped right in front of me."I want you, Mitch. I've wanted you for some. Your slow grinds swelling the place I always ache for you. My hand rubs you faster through the soft and thin material covering your sex, your slickness already beginning to seep through. Your moves are a controlled slow dance that is almost too much to take, driving me to have more of you, my hand slipping beneath your panties. I want to tease you with one of the slow dances I know. In that first moment of contact, it's like there's a burning heartbeat between your legs, each pulse thrumming. He put out his hand and introduced himself ‘John Morley and my wife is Annie’ we exchanged names and I followed him back down stairs. I found Babs warming herself in front of a large open fire.After the meal we sat by the fire listening to the wind hammering the doors and windows, as the was no else in the Inn John and Annie came to join us by the fire we chatted exchanging stories from University and John and Annie told us of customers that had stayed there in the past.The storm seemed to.