"Can I talk to Jordan?" Sure," I said and took the phone to her.Danielle had arrived and asked, "What's up?" Jana has to work late," I said. "I may no... see her tonight." And I realized that I would miss her."Ouch," Danielle said. "Well, she's the manager. I'm sure she'll take some time off tomorrow. You'll see her then."I shrugged. "Maybe this is a good thing," I said. "Maybe the additional time spent apart will help keep her safe for a little longer."Danielle reached up and hugged me. I didn't. The shlub put the fresh sheets on the bed then did a quick survey of the room – flattened the carpet where it corner had rolled up, fluffed the pillows and emptied a trash can that was beside the bed. Reaching in, he pulled out a condom – one big enough that I’m sure I could have fit my arm into. The shulb pointed to the massive load inside.“Look at that, he fucked the shit out of her!” He was proud of his wife.By the time we made it downstairs and out to the back yard, the party had picked up. Jane wondered what Shaun was doing for girlfriends, but she never met anyone he said was significant. Then one evening she heard someone walking down the path beside the main house to the flat, and soon after she heard Shaun and his visitor having sex. About an hour later the visitor left. Unable to suppress her curiosity, she peeped out of the front window as the visitor walked toward her car. Tall blonde in a very short PVC skirt and high heels! Pretty obviously a hooker! And she soon. How much of what had happened in the cellar had been work, and how much pleasure, was not something Jen wished to find out and she dropped her gaze to the floor.Their business concluded Fran left and Wendy came back into the room and lay back on a sofa, kicking off her shoes.?Come here, no, stay on your knees, come and kneel next to me.? Wendy’s voice was soft, almost seductive. Jen shuffled across, grateful that the soft carpet was saving her knees from rug burn.?Look, my pretty, I’ve got a.