”Taking my hand she dragged me to the elevator and pressed the button marked “G” which I assumed stood for “Ground”, but when the car stoppe... instead of the door behind me opening as I expected, the door in front opened, revealing a large gym. Eve led me inside, directly to an area covered with thick mats and an extremely heavy looking bar bell which more resembled a train axil than a set of weights.“My husband got these especially for me. They once belonged to a gym that catered to Olympic. .and don't take the outer skirt offuntil she was in London. She blew her a kiss and climbed back to her warmbed and her warm little girl.Katie was still asleep and looked so sweet just laying there on her back,arms and legs akimbo, nightie all scrunched up. Slipping back into bed andcovering them both with the duvet she began to think ahead to the day. Herplans were fairly fluid and other than the proposed visit from Fi, as DellBoy put it, The world was her lobster. She smiled at the thought of. Rischierai, rischierai molto. Potresti fare una fine orribile, ma se arriverai in fondo e riuscirai a tornare, sarai un eroe ricco e coraggioso, e nessuna donna potrà mai dirti più di no". La sua voce è convincente, lenta, sicura. Il suo sguardo di ghiaccio mi scruta dall'alto verso il basso. Osservo lei, poi osservo lo specchio... allungo una mano per toccarlo, ed in effetti è inconsistente, sembra solo un fascio di luce... guardo la donna "Stai mentendo, vero? E' solo una presa in giro?"Lei. ....As the Host leads us through the corridor to the back of the establishment, my mind is racing, my heart is beating faster with each step, and my pussy is wet, really wet. I grab my husbands hand and briefly brush against his crotch, it's rock hard. We stop in front of a velvet red door, the Host smiles slightly and simple whispers "enjoy" as he fades into the hallway we just came through.The room is dimly lit, and the furnishing is an oversized round sofa, full of pillows. The sign above.