The only human contact you've had was with your liaison and the delivery guy. Well, them and the occasional "professional companion" you've called whe... you just could not think and needed relief. An idea comes to you. Maybe you could take one of them with you. Clicking over to your usual websites, you scan for an admin contact and shoot them an email, inquiring if they provide this kind of service and if your usual "companions" are available.The replies come in within a couple of days, and they. "You sure you're ok?" she asks, and my soul cringes knowing she can sense something's wrong. "I am now," I say, and she smiles. "I messaged you earlier, you could have come seen me," she says when I finally let her go. "I know I'm sorry, I was with some friends," I say, and take a seat next to her in the folding chairs. She asks me about my day, which I skim over, and I keep her talking about hers as we smoke outside. "I called that Camille woman, remember, from Puerto Rico?" she asks,. "Does Lady Judy have a verse?" The old man smiled but didn't say yes or no.They retraced their steps back to the camp and Gamelin reported what he'd been told to Tuck.Tanda Havra looked at the bandage on her left hand and cursed. It itched. No matter how many times she tried to ignore it, it was distracting. She raged at the thought of Chollo having even the least, last laugh.To bide her time she sought out the guard who'd fired at Chollo, his name was Xenos. "Thanks." He violated the Paratime. ” I told her. She got enough spit from her mouth to coat my entire dick.“It’s so big” she said. “Start rubbing it again Jessica. It felt really good.” I told her. She sat up in bed so she could focus on what she was doing. I moved my hand to her back and started to rub it and moved my hand down to her firm young ass and started to squeeze what I could get my hands on. “Mmhmmm” she started to moan. I moved my left hand to her chest while my right hand continued to stroke her backside. I slowly.