. immediately flashing on what they might do after happy hour. She could do with a good vigorous one night stand sex extravaganza. She didn't make a p...actice of doing that with clients but she wasn't averse to it, either.She recalled leaving the bar with Jack ... that was his name, Jack Sterling ... but couldn't recall anything after that. She looked again at the window. Though the sheer curtains were still drawn, the entire room was bright with sunshine. That was odd, the weather had been. I carefully lay you down on your bed and climb up next to you. I kiss your face and neck gently, and you moan a slight little sound. I lightly run my hands from your neck down to your breasts and gently cup first one, then the other, being careful not to touch your nipples, feeling their delicious weight against your chest. I slide my hand lower down your stomach feeling every inch along the way. I lightly rub my hand on and over your pelvis, delighting in the feeling of your smooth, hairless. The thought was pleasant. After about ten minutes, I heard the water being turned off, and she stepped out. A minute later, she padded into the bedroom, looking marvelous in a too-small white motel towel, wrapped around her top and covering most of her upper body, though only to about mid thigh, and a towel wrapped around her hair. The cuts on her arm and leg were a deep red, and I thought that we'd better stop and get her some antibiotic gel soon."It's all yours," she said. I brushed by her. Watching, Gracusallowed the prisoner before him a little time to anticipate what was to follow,as arranged with the whip-master outside. Her gaze was still defiant,but now the Romaner could almost believe he saw a slight strain of fear creepinginto those cold blue eyes. Alert as a young deer in the forest, Conine heard the first strokecoming before she felt it. She tensed for the inevitable pain, and wasnot disappointed when a burning line of fire blossomed between her shoulders. .