It's been quiet." Good-oh!" she chirped and made her way out of the office to the lift, pressing the button for the top floor. The old lift creaked an... groaned as it made its way ponderously to the very top of the house, jerking to a halt when it reached its target floor. The doors squeaked as they opened.It was quiet. It always was at this time of the morning and her soft-soled shoes squeaked as she walked the corridors, checking that all the doors were locked. It may seem prison-like, but. Spencer takes the note. The waiter leaves to get their coffee. “What does it say?” Sam asks, looking at Spencer and then back to where the man is sitting, but she finds the seat empty. “He’s gone.”Spencer looks up at his partner. “He was here before we arrived and left just before the waiter came over,” he informs her. “He wants to meet us. He says that he has some information that we may be interested in.”“That’s can’t be Maykov already,” Sam remarks.“Yeah, I doubt it,” Spencer agrees. “I’m. Her eyes closed. Helen had totally shut out the outside world. ‘Helen, how do you feel?’ … ‘ Very … … comfortable and … … safe. Secure’ ‘Do you remember why we met this afternoon?’ … ‘Yes, My fantasies. I have been having fantasies that drive me crazy with desire,… but I am so afraid of them. … They scare the hell out of me.’ ‘Your fantasies were about being nude and being seen nude, weren’t they?’ … ‘ Yyyes. … When I think of it, I get so wet … you know … but it scares me and want to – but I. Of course within what seemed to be seconds I could feel his body arching backward and shuddering and felt the gush of his warm sweet spunk hit the back of my throat which I greedily swallowed. The other guys were watching in amazement but when I asked whose next they both said 'me' so rather than choose I got them to lay next to each other and started working on them both.This time I experimented, running my tongue around under their helmets and just sucking the helmet gently then quickly.