“So it’s my fault?” I sighed as I stood. “That’s not what I said, Lia.” “But it’s what you meant.” “No. It isn’t. I was just sta...ing facts. Whenever I bring up commitment, or even just relationships, you panic. You change the subject, or find some excuse to start a fight, and then because I love you, I drop it.” We entered the building and stepped into the elevator. I was dying to have this over with and go to bed. “I didn’t ask you to love me,” Lia said as the elevator climbed. “Don’t blame me. We’ve been expecting you.”“Excellent. My name is-““D,” She finished for me. “Of course, we’ll call you whatever you want us to call you. We have no names. They aren’t important to us unless they are names you decide to use on us.”She closed the door as I stepped into the foyer. It was marvelously appointed in a classic, almost victorian style, with bold colors muted by subtle lighting that was easy on the eyes.“I am the doorkeeper, among other things, but you may call me whatever you want,. She looked at me with an inscrutable expression. She stood in front of me, and slowly backed into me, soon her backside was pressed into my front and I couldn’t miss just how soft her buttocks were. She asked me if she was attractive and I told her she was. She asked me if I would hug her, and I put my arms around her, pressing her more tightly into my front. By now, my penis was pretty hard and I am sure she felt it. My arms draped around her, and since I was maybe a foot taller, I could feel. She was right, it was actually pretty spacious, and certainly enough room for what we needed. She pulled me in and locked the door and instantly we were engaged in a deep passionate kiss. Our hot wet mouths locked together and our tongues both aggressively exploring and entwining. I pulled her into the kiss, my hands reaching down and firmly grabbing her ass cheeks through the thin fabric of her skirt. I found the zipper and was about to undo it when she broke off the kiss and squatted down,.