He leans down, taking her face in his hands and brushes her lips with his. A whisper of a kiss she tries to catch, the implications of a night only be...inning. A sigh, long, deep, he leaves her standing there, breathless, pleading with her eyes for more. He smiles at her and walks around to the passenger side and climbs in. She opens her door and slides into the drivers seat, her body tightly wound with emotions. She starts up the car and pulls out of the parking structure, they talk about his. Ignoring him, Belinda got into the backseat, opened her mother’s suitcase and took out her mother’s spare cell phone and began ringing a short list of numbers. ‘Daddy, the maternity wing please – and fast!’ Basil drove off smoothly as he could over the bumpy farm track. Turning on to the sealed road, his panic returned and his foot rammed on to the accelerator. ‘That’s better daddy, we don’t have all day.’ Less than an hour later Belinda phoned the first of two sets of grandparents. Basil had. " He grinned. "While I hate to leave, I'm actuallyglad you asked, because I meant to only be here for 30 minutes forGeorge. I need to be up at 4:45 to go to the airport!"I smiled sexily and said, "Well, I'm definitely glad you stayed. I can'twait to see you again."He blushed slightly and replied, "Me too - I'll be waiting with batedbreath."God, he was so fucking hot! I reached up and put my left hand around hisneck, pulling his head down to my upturned face. I opened my lipsslightly, and gave. Anyway, one night the guy messaged and he said he would like to take me there and if I don’t like it we could leave. I wore a short grey LBD, and pair of 5” strappy heel, with my painted toes and painted lips I was ready to go. Thankfully we only had to walk a short way from the car in a not so safe part of London in my tiny dress. The entrance was small and a very steep set of stairs led the way down to the basement bar. I nearly tripped and fell down the stairs in my heels..not a good start.