"Does this mean I could come out and see your new house?"Silence. Then Trina cleared her throat. "I was thinking maybe I ought to come there. I'd love...you to see the house. But if you come here-" The neighbors," Laura interjected. "Of course. I forgot. They would see my car parked outside." She lowered her voice. "They might even hear us squealing."Trina giggled uncontrollably. "I ain't squealed like that for months," she confessed.Laura didn't have the heart to tell her that in this apartment. "So Mr. Smith, I am dutifully impressed. The amenities are first class, a private jet, breakfast on a beautiful yacht. There is a statement there you are making is there not?" It is my understanding sir, that you are a man of means. It would not be hospitable for me to host your visit in a style you are not comfortable with." It sounds like you know who I am. How does a young man come to know so much about me?" Prudence sir. It would seem we are somewhat at legal odds. One must investigate such. I felt his large hand move ever so slowly up my leg. Every move added to the anticipation. I wanted to stop him, I really did. I just couldn't find the strength to make a scene. Layla just smiled as his hand moved under my skirt and up to my panties."Her panties are wet," he said to his wife in a whisper. He acted as though I wasn't even there.'You can't let her sit around in wet panties," she said it calmly and quietly.I didn't resist as he hooked his finger in the crotch and then pulled them. Freeing them with a flick of my sharp blade, releasing them out of each cup, they dropped heavily and seductively in front of me and I could not stop myself from cupping one of them in my hand. Bending forward to take a tiny nipple into my mouth and between my teeth, I applied enough pressure to elicit a gasp from her pretty little mouth, causing me to bite harder. As I raised my head to bring myself level to hers, I saw a tear rolling down her cheek as she asked"are you gonna hurt me?" "Maybe,.