"I barely know the girl. Why would I vote her off just because you asked me to?" said Naomi. Knowing that anybody who would audition for this show had...to love having sex, I proposed an idea. "If you guarantee you will vote Katie off, we both can give you a very special treat," I said. Hazel looked up at me with a confused look on her face. I gave her a naughty smile to help her understand my plan. "And exactly what type of treat you have in mind?" Naomi asked. I put my hand one her thigh and. She was meeting Roger Moore, her benefactor, pseudo-boyfriend for the next forty days, and her ‘date’, in St. Louis where he’d board and continue the trip with her. The hop to Kansas City didn’t even take two hours.Roger hustled aboard while the refueling truck topped off the sleek jet, the crew changed, and his luggage was tucked into the plane. Amber watched her ‘date’ and evaluated the man: strikingly handsome, early-forties, dark wavy hair, clean-shaven, broad shoulders, and an expensive. In those days bathroom & lavatory used to be in the outside ..it was around 9’clock in the night I was going through some books when I saw a shadow it was satar my friend from train standing nervously He was totally wet , I asked what happened he said fell in a ditch & had to wash all his clothes , as he suddenly remembered me , he had come for help, He wanted to dry his clothes after washing himself , since I wear only trouser , I gave a towel which just about covered him , He washed his. He knew the implications of the sound of Kim's voice and his cock did too, half jumping to attention before he even got off of his bed. By the time Kris opened his bedroom door, his cock was three inches above his waistband and acting like a homing device seeking out the source of the beacon. Kris reached the living room, not trying to hide his cock sticking up to his navel now. Kim sat there on the sofa in front of him. She had her feet and knees together propped up on the ottoman and her.