’ Kissing her nose he smiled, ‘I would love you to stay with me, but I think the authorities have other plans until after the trial.’ ‘We cou...d phone them up in a few days. I could stay with you for a few days.’ Shaking his head he explained, ‘Kat they are probably tearing their hair out with worry for you, thinking Alexei has somehow sent men out to get you to stop you testifying. We have to let them know where you are. I’ll speak to Phil Amery and let him know you’re safe and then negotiate. Azelia doesn’t understand what attracts her to them, just that she is attracted to them. Her hand falls to her crotch and she squeezes her swelling member through her pants. She can’t believe that she is on the train getting an erection... well, maybe I can. Before she consciously knows what she is doing, her hand is stroking it over her pants, watching the pretty woman carry her box across the street. Azelia ogles her tight shorts, snuggly carrying her sashaying ass. Her hearts race.“Do you. She went to all the right schools and knowing she would never have to work her parents had allowed her to follow her love of tennis, enabling her to have a very good amateur career. The combination of good looks, a tall and athletic physique and mixing in the right circles had seen her married to her husband John some 30 years ago at the age of 25. Although only 30 at the time himself, John , who had enjoyed a similar upbringing was already amongst the upper echelons in the same investment bank. She wouldn’t be actually sitting on anything harder than a pillow for several days yet. They had both outdone themselves in those last few minutes: he standing over her, giving her heavy, open-handed slaps on her bare behind, she discovering that in some strange manner it really did sharpen her focus—the figures and data flying ever more quickly into her mind and out through her fingers with every blow even as she was moaning out loud, tears streaming down her face. Both of them knowing what.