Gareth was still gently rinsing her eyes.Nick took her hand. "How are you doing, little one?" he asked softly.There was no answer but a slight squeeze...of his hand.Nick tightened his hold on it slightly. "It's all over now, Little Tiger," he said quietly. "We're both safe. There's nothing to worry about."There was another slight squeeze of his hand. Nick moved round so that he could hold her."Thanks, Gareth," he said. "I'll hold her now."He held her in the crook of his left arm. "Someone's gone. Oh, thats about the time that I got into painting. Really? she asked, surprised. I had the most amazing art teacher in high school. He really opened up my eyes to the world of art. Suddenly, I saw things in a completely different way. Colors, lines, the glimmer of a raindrop, the sheen of cars in the street, the roughness of sand. Everything was different, and strange, and I wanted to capture all of that. Wow, you sound pretty passionate about it, she murmured as he stood. He leaned over to. I slipped out and got a cab here while you were all dancing. I thought it would only take a few minutes, but it's taking longer than expected. You know what he's like. Anyway, the thing is, my wife's coming over there to pick me up at about five, and I might be a little late. If she gets there before me can you ask her to wait for me? I shouldn't be too long."Alan readily agreed to do as I asked, then put the phone down and told the others where I was."So his wife's coming over is she?" Tony. .oh oh…now he’s pissed!“WHY YOU…” he glares at me and bows up ready to crush me…at least I’ll die with my cock in heaven before I get there I think, even as my peter is shrinking inside your clenched asshole…even as the room bouncers, who make mr. big seem like a k**, stroll up ready to do some bouncing…”The rules are strict at Wicked Pleasures sir, and in this room it’s one cumshot per customer, unless you want to pay again and go to the end of the line”…saved by the bell, I smile as the.