.ohh he said"i hope i didnt startle you?"."are you lost?"i told him i was fine and i was sorry that he had stopped playing ,i went to leave and he gen...ly held me back,he placed his guitar against the cold wall and beckoned me deeper into the closed doorway.His eyes shined in the darkness as the street light orange in colour tried to light the small street.He looked deep into my eyes,not saying a word he put his finger gently on my lips,as if to tell me no sound.My breathing became deeper as his. His lips didn't move away from my body except for the moment he took to take his shirt off. I let him keep going until I couldn't take it anymore. I needed more stimulation and a heavier touch. I gently pushed him off of me, unhooked my bra, took the straps down, and swung it across the room. I grabbed his head and pressed his lips roughly against mine and guided his tongue lower to my breasts. Things were getting hot and heavy.Squeezing and tugging my nipples really got me going. My moans grew. ”“You let them gag you.”“I have a husband, I have children.”“Husband, huh? He'll buy you back maybe? How much you figure he'll pay?”“Oh God,” she said.“Maybe I'll rent to him. Think he'll go for that?”I knew I was being dirty throwing in an idea like that. Maybe I could even make that work. For a second my mind ran wild, spinning crazy cartwheels of possibilities.Ellen collapsed onto the bed. “How did this happen? How did I get into this?” she mumbledShe was speaking to the pillow now and. Michael came back to find them this way. “Sorry slaves,” He said, “But I have to leave, something’s happened at the station.” He had a pair of jeans and a shirt in his hands.Silk knew that part of Michael’s job as assistant program director was that he was the one to run when something was wrong so she asked, “Are we off air?” Knowing this was the worst thing for a station.“No the cart machine is eating carts and won’t play. Sean is having a terrible time. Bet he wished he hadn’t signed up for.