Now that she wasn’t as focused on the movements of the dancer, she examined her body and wondered if JR would find the dancer arousing. As the dance... began the build-up routine for the removal of her shorts, Rockie glanced at her legs and determined that they were shapely enough, but not as toned as hers. The high-heels that the dancer wore definitely provided more definition to her calves and thighs, but… wait. Was that a tattoo on her ankle? It sure was, and all Rockie could concentrate on. .. please fuck me. I want you inside me! I need you inside me, please!" she cried. Mark raised up from his meal of breast meat and looked at her. The need in her eyes told him all he needed to know. He rose up on his knees and took hold of her skirt waistband. She raised her hips up and he slid the garment off smoothly, tossing it on the pile of clothes already in a corner of the elevator. Now dressed only in her panties, stockings, and heels, she lay before him, legs splayed open, inviting him. I must confess that they were certainly well bult in most cases, but their skin was only useful for my more patriotic displays that were one of a kind fiery tributes to our nation and its glorious history. The naked blonde tried to avoid showing the horror she was experiencing as she listened to this madman coldly describe doing the most terrible things to other women who like herself had fallen into the hands of the monsters that operated this organization. "On Independence Day last. So, what did you want to know again?’ His voice brightened. ‘Well, do you think she was into me? I mean, you were there for a while, what do you think?’ I stifled a sigh. ‘I honestly don’t know, Henry, I had better things to do that take note of the romantic feelings your current conquest went through during the course of the evening.’ He somehow, yet again, managed to convey a feeling of disappointment down the line. ‘Anyway, Henry, I have to go.’ I ended with, wandering over to the phone.