It’s a great idea, and I forgot. But I know where it is!” She turned around and ran back into the kitchen.Toshi grabbed Mark’s hand and together...they ran out of the elevator. The door began to close the instant they left, and just a couple of seconds later Mark and Toshi slipped into the vestibule connecting the lounge to the walkways on the hexagonal perimeter. Mark’s mind was working furiously. Should they make a dash down the walkways and risk being seen through a window, or try to hide in. ¨When you get back in the booth and pick up the phone and speak to him, I want you to raise your right foot onto the shelf and with your left hand I want you to stroke your clit and make sure your legs are apart so we can all see you playing with yourself and I want you to suck your fingers and push those fingers in deep want to see em coated in your juices bitch.¨ The exhausted redhead dropped her hands and moved back into the phone booth placed her right foot on the shelf manoeuvred herself. "I'll take that as a yes," I said as I pulled down another cup. I beganto pour the steaming liquid from the carafe and returned it to the makeronce both cups had been filled. "Coffee on a timer...nothing beats moderntechnology."She took the cup I offered, "You never did answer my question, Roger.Are...are we a family?"I looked into the reflection of my cup; the steam skated lazily acrossits surface. "When I bought this house this past November, I did it on awhim. It was like I was being told to. She is plotting something.During our banter I had sat up, she was going about the room, doing her hair and some skin care stuff. I got up to go downstairs for some food. She stops me. Shakes her head. Then she drops the towel.She stood tip toe and kissed me. Before I could approve or complain she dropped my boxer briefs to the floor. This was something new. She knelt down and then, before I brace myself, she takes me in her mouth.Looking down I see her wet brown hair swaying with the rhythm.