My birthday was coming in a few days and it gave me an opportunity to bed her. I have planned everything. As expected she called me up at midnight and...wished me. I accepted it, and as a part of my plan I asked her for my gift. She said what do I want? I flirtingly said, I want you Ayushi. Though the matter was laughed over n forgot, I made sure that the next day I invite her to my place for boozing party, where other friends of mine (nobody was to be there in reality) would come up.Next day in. "Marsh, is Madeleine Deneau in the lobby?"After a quick look, Marshall Craig replied in the negative."Goddamn it! Something's wrong," Sam said. "Call the Sheriff. Tell him to send anybody and everybody down here, SAP!" Sam cut the connection and jumped out of the minivan.Running through the lobby and out the other side, he saw what he had feared: Phelps' yacht was out of the slip and pulling away into the channel toward the open river."Marsh!" Sam shouted back into the lobby. "Has the hotel got. The brush of the soft curve of her body branded itself against his chest. His heart leapt into his throat when he stared into her watery eyes. Her face was so innocent and open, he could see sadness flitting across her features. He had hurt her. He fisted his hand in frustration as he surveyed the rest of her. Where her purity rested in her face, her body was built like a siren. She was too damn beautiful, it made him ache with longing, and he couldn’t resist stroking his fingers against her. "So you want to be my slut do you, Do you think you have what it takes to please me? Do you think you are worth my attention, whore? Let's just see if you are even worth bothering with. Get down on your knees slut and show me what you are good for!" I growled at her.Mary did as I commanded, dropping to her knees while I maintained a hold of her long hair. She reached out to take my hard cock in her hand and I slapped her hand away. "What an impolite slut you are. Don't you have any manners at.