”Joe spoke again. “Mmmm, bit difficult mid-week nights, besides I want to be fit for work the next day.”I heard laughter.“There’s always mid...week during the day,” she responded. “I’m off on Tuesday.”More talk from Joe.“Tuesday morning? Yes, that would be fine.”Joe spoke again.“How about you come here, Joe?” Liz suggested.”They’ll be gone by eight-thirty so we’ll have the place to ourselves.”Some more words followed from Joe.“No, Tom has some meetings on so there’s no chance of him coming by and. I want to sink my cock in here,” he rasped, his finger sliding in to her depths. Her mouth shaped an 'O' as she felt her slit grasping at his touch and her body relaxing in his grasp. He probed his finger deeper in her, sliding his other hand so his fingers could trace the curve of her breast. He captured her nipple between his fingertips and nipped at it . Ashlyn gasped at the sudden sharp pain that tingled in her breast. His fingers continued the invasion on her lips, stretching her with. “Hey Babe” Harry purred into the phone.“Oh, it’s you.” She pretended to be non-nonplussed.“Yeah it’s me, Crazy Girl. Who else would call you at 9.30am on a Saturday?”Josie laughed quietly. My mum. But she didn’t say anything.“I’m really lonely, and horny today. Come over?”What was left of Harry’s Irish accent twanged sexily at her.“No.” Josie didn’t know why she was overly cautious with new people but she trusted her instincts implicitly.“Fine.”She sensed he was about to hang up.“You can Skype. She could think of no reason why she should keep this appointment but would get her PA to check her busy schedule and see if she could fit it in. Petra Morrison read her letter on the train on her way to work. Today was looking to be pretty much like every other day for her, she would have a steady stream of women coming to her to see if she could help them with their problems that ranged from domestic violence to finding emergency accommodation. She was the manager of a drop-in centre for, in.