Frasier had gambled everything away, she’d spent as if money was no object. This was the end. Frasier played, and as with everything, lost. She felt...numb. “Time to pay up Frasier, one way or another!” Jack said for them all. Gabby knew there was no money. The car was about to be re possessed, the penthouse was rented furnished, they had one more month before the tenancy ended, money paid when times were good. “Well Gabby?” Jack asked. “Ok Jack, I’ll give you what you want,” Gabby said. She. "What do you mean?" You know what I mean. That was the most wonderful thing that has everhappened to me - what happened just now. Was it just physical? Itdoesn't seem that way. It seems like the start of something, not the endof it. Is it love? Am I in love with you?"Ashton almost choked. It was not a phrase that had been directed at himbefore. It is a weird quirk of English that putting the word "in" beforethe word "love" seems to weaponize it. "How do you feel?" Ashton asked,simply. She was so relieved she said "Im gonna fuckin' celebrate! " , I was still tossing off looking at her lovely pussy. "Come here" she smiled and promptly put her warm hand on my cock and took over the wanking , I was really close to her face I lightly pulled the back of her head at my dick , she took it in her warm mouth and slurped back and forth making a giggling moan while looking right up into my eyes. I started to feel her tits and loved the firmness they offered.I told her she was lovely and. Mason at theairport in Salt Lake City the next day at noon, which was the earliestshe could arrive. As always, when she took a reservation over thetelephone, Eileen wondered about the caller. Doreen Mason had soundedyoung, perhaps thirty. Her voice had a sophisticated, educated qualityand she had specifically requested one of the first-class cabins, makingno sign of a protest when Ellen had mentioned the stiff rate she chargedfor the luxuriously furnished units.I just hope she's not trying to.