James Marsters. Now at least you know one person in New York.” At the mention of his name, I looked up. I knew that voice had sounded familiar and n...w I knew why. James Marsters was one of my fantasy play dates back in Texas. I was completely caught off guard. I didn’t want to seem like one of those kooky fans that gawked and fawned all over him. In a split second I decided to pretend that I didn’t know him and see where it would take me. “My name is Sarah Stephenson. It’s nice to meet you.. Tracy said, “He doesn’t seem to object either.”I grinned. “If this beautiful woman wants to kiss me, I will submit to her desire.” Agnes grinned back and pulled me into another kiss. It was very good.Mom said, “If that goes on in public, I wonder what happens in private.”`Agnes blushed. “Nothing more. We don’t do anything in private that we can’t do in public.”Mom grinned. “I hope it doesn’t stay that way.”Agnes straightened. “It will for a long while. Eric is a gentleman Viking.”Mom just. From the twinkle in her eyes, I could tell that Maia was probably thinking the same thing that I was thinking. Still, I needed to give Marta an answer, if for no other reason than to shut her up long enough that I could convince Maia to spend sometime with me.“A small tattoo,” I replied giving Marta a firm stare in an attempt to get the point across. “I will allow Maia to adorn my right shoulder with a bear’s head like everyone else has. That is it, at least for now. You can start on it,. That’s right Billy. You keep doing just that.” She said. Even in the dark interior I could see her starting at me with cold, controlling eyes. She knew what she was doing. “Hands under my blouse, release my bra, and play with those nipples.” She was panting now, but still that stare. “Yes-ahh…good boy…” she bit her lip and then said “Be careful/don’t stretch my blouse…..Day-umm Bil-ll-ly….”The way she was going I could basically sit still as Veronica worked those hips back and forth, then up.