Sonia, sitting in the passenger seat, smiled at me. “Yeah, I had my fair share, but Di was getting a little raunchy. Did you hear what she said abou... her and Mark’s sex life?”Of course I had heard. I listened intently to everything Diana had to say. I’m pretty sure that Sonia knew I had a secret crush on Diana. Mark probably knew, too, though I doubt he cared. Every chance I got I drooled all over her. Diana was a taut woman in her late 20s with shoulder-length brown hair, deep blue eyes, and a. He warned her that he was cumming but she took no notice and took it all into her mouth.“Wow,” that was terrific,” he told her, but she ignored his comment and simply got him to wipe him down with a towel and then furnished a robe for him.“The Countess’s bedroom is to the right,” she said, as if nothing had happened between them.When he entered the room Zara (the Countess) was lying on a large white circular bed completely naked. She was absolutely gorgeous. Her tits were perky, her pussy. She must have felt the extra weight, I sensed a momentary hesitation, but she had already pulled it too far. She saw the shape of the hairdryer as it teetered precariously on the edge for a second, unable to make up its mind, before tumbling over, like a graceful diver.A memorable image from a Stanley Kubrick film struck me then, of a space station majestically floating and spinning in the void to the sound of Strauss’ Blue Danube.It seemed like I had all the time in the world to watch the. “You don’t think he really would have, um, you know, made me?” she asked quietly. “He was just playing. He would have stopped in a minute. He was just letting me know he liked me.”Brock’s eyes almost popped out of his head.“Are you out of your fucking mind?” he said a lot louder than he’d meant to. “Of course he would have, um, made you. He had his tiny little pecker out and was forcing your head toward it. When, exactly, do you think Wes would have stopped from raping you if I hadn’t shown.