"Did you enjoy your dinner, Mr. Homeless?" I did, now it's time for my dessert."Consuela laughed wantonly as I took first one, then the other nipple i... my mouth and sucked while gently massaging each breast in turn with my one good hand.Watching her face, I saw the desire peak in her eyes and clasping her hand in mine, guided her fingers, entwined with my own, deep inside her. Then I raised her fingers to my mouth and mine to hers; together we tasted her arousal.Again, I led our hands back. He grinned, kissed me, and murmured he need to regain his strength and therefore breakfast would be available shortly. He donned a pair of jeans, pulled a colorful t-shirt over his head and closed the bedroom door behind as he left. I dried off, carefully hanging the towels back inside the bathroom, including the one Mark had dropped on the floor. Men. Making myself right at home, I pulled one of his shirts from his closet and donned it. I noticed that my nipples showed through it, but really. I recall the email you had sent early in the week telling me of yet another event you had to attend. This time it was some swanky dinner at the Beverly Wilshire Hotel honoring the pointless talents of a colleague who brought in more business than whatever. Being the Chameleon inherent in my persona, I arrange with the coordinator of the event to pose as a waiter.About two dozen round tables fill the event room where the affair is being held. I flit about dressed in a white waiters coat. The ATV lurched forward as Brennan let out the clutch. It's forward motion smoothed out after a couple of jumps and, the headlight leading the way, headed up the mountain. The large gray shadow of Lightning could be seen in the periphery of the light, guiding the rescue team towards Sean.Megan would remember that trip up the mountain, even if she lived to be a thousand years old! It was uncomfortable riding in the improvised carrier. She was tired! Despite her worry for Sean and the position.