" I do not think it likely, sir; Mademoiselle de Villefort is not very fond of society, and we very seldom go out," said the young lady."Then it was n...t in society that I met with mademoiselle or yourself, madame, or this charming little merry boy. Besides, the Parisian world is entirely unknown to me, for, as I believe I told you, I have been in Paris but very few days. No, --but, perhaps, you will permit me to call to mind--stay!" The Count placed his hand on his brow as if to collect his. Suddenly, a new sensation. A shock. A new stimulus. His index finger up my ass. I playfully moaned, looking into his eyes. I felt his free hand on my face, on my lips. I sucked on his fingers, moaned on them. He ran them, covered with saliva, over my scar, raked his nails over it. Then, a new shock. A second finger asking for access into my tight rear hole to which I screamed up in desire for more excitement. He kept teasing my tight ass with one hand while digging his nails into my burnt cheek. To his surprise he did not need to draw on it, her tissue contracted to push the liquid into his mouth. He braced himself, anticipating an unpleasant taste, but what hit his tongue tasted remarkably like honey. Not only did it bear a visual resemblance, but the aroma was eerily similar, sweet and thick with a comparable aftertaste. He found himself drinking it down as more came, his body reacting strongly to it, full of the proteins and nutrients that he had been lacking. He needed the water. 00 each for the maître d, young Night-Clerk, and limo Driver, he’s a college k**. $50.00 for the other waiter that had helped us with the Boy. $40.00 for the folks that were going to clean our suite and a sealed envelope for him.I expanded Connie had gotten his name when his wife answered the phone, and she had written out the check. I also asked that he not open it until we had left, and when he saw it, I’d hope he would understand that Jennifer would want us to do this. ($10,000.00 for his.