I was a paperboy and frequently I would stop at a liquor store on my route to get change and a soda. One of the first times I went in, I noticed an as...tray next to the register containing a smoldering More 120 cigarette. I was already a smoking fetishist and looking at the long brown cigarette, with the gold stripes, with a trail of smoke extending from one end to the ceiling sent a rush trough my body.As I placed my soda on the counter, a beautiful fifty-something woman walked behind the. As they reached her chair Tommy lowered his head behind his s1ster to try to get past her unnoticed, but Lindsay stopped, dropped her bag on the next deck chair she said, “Hey Jesse.”Tommy’s jaw dropped as the beautiful dark haired girl lifted her eyes from her magazine and cried out, “Hey Linz,” and as he realized that she was his s1ster’s new friend Jesse, his stomach started to churn.The two beautiful girls gave each other a friendly hug, and then with a sly grin on her face Lindsay said,. I stay near to a place called Hatton which is on the Piccadilly Line traveling towards the Heathrow airport. The story starts now.I was traveling back to London from New Castle after meeting a client and I got down in King Cross Station and got into the Underground, I came to the Piccadilly South Bound underground and was waiting for my next train towards Heathrow, I saw this gorgeous lady who was quite hot. I got interested and stood near her. She looked at me and I smiled and she turned back. The room we'd booked was on the nineteenth floor, and the lift took a minute or so to get us up there. Once the doors closed I put one hand to your throat and pressed you firmly back against the wall. You were drunk and chained and we were alone, so I took advantage of the moment to kiss you savagely, invading you with my tongue and marking you with my fingernails as I held you. You whimpered, and opened your legs. I wrap the cuffs carefully and pack them in my case. I find the keys in your top.