Even the stools had new covers but only a few of them were occupied. The back wall behind the counter was decorated with the owner's taste in art work...and a large board displayed the menu for patrons to order from. The music that filled the air was loud enough to enjoy but not so much as to overpower private conversations.Almost immediately, I heard Renée call my name. I walked over to her booth, taking in the sight of her. Her long blonde hair was pulled back in a high pony tail. Most of the. His hands were no longer at his side as he put them on my hips and helped me slam down onto his cock. We humped and bumped and groaned and ground our fuck organs together. Deeper and deeper, harder and harder I hammered down on him. My climax neared a peak I had never climbed before. I realized I was holding my breath and concentrating on the earthquake of spasms that centered at my pussy. He stretched me so far and pulled on my pussy lips so hard that my clit was rubbed by his massive cock.Our. We trawled the net for a property during my stay, something I might afford — Bryn Coch Cottage, fifteen miles from Mick's home. Set in the shadow of Mount Analogue with distant views of the coast, I thought it ideal. With what Dad left me in his will, I should be able to afford it. And then I can work. And perhaps when I have finally finished my book, she will remain between its covers.I'm nursing a hangover. Last night, Cathy and Mick cooked a special meal to say thanks for visiting, the wine. I was going to setthings right. This would be the best 40th birthday present in the history of 40thbirthday presents.Chapter 2: The Mind Control Session"Janice?" I touched Janice lightly on the arm. It was Friday night andwe were both sitting at the dinner table. I had mixed the drug into asmall glass of ice tea which Janice had just drunk."Yes, Paul?" she asked, sleepily.The drug was taking hold. Janice closed her eyes and leaned back againstthe dining room chair.It was time to execute Step.