"Just don't walk around Gare du Nord at six in the morning waving bundles of cash." I don't even know where I'm going, to tell you the truth. I'm visi...ing my brother. He's working at one of the posh hotels, but I have no clue how to get there." What's it called?" Plaza Athenee."I let out a low whistle."That's posh, alright. It's a five-star place." Have you ever stayed there?" Hell, no," I laughed. That place is not for mere mortals. I can't afford their cheapest room, not on my government. "Ohh." You love that, don't you baby?" Yes, I love it," I replied softly. I closed my eyes and leaned back, enjoying the feeling of excitement that coursed through me.Once again, he placed his hand under my skirt and moved his hand up my inner thigh. This time I did not try to stop him; I let his hands roam freely over my body. He moved my panties aside and gently played with my clit."You're so wet, baby. Does that feel good?" he asked, as he slid a finger inside my pussy."Ohh, yes," I moaned. I started this tale at the end so I would have a target to arm for. Itturns out that convincing my characters to proceed toward that target inan orderly fashion is much more difficult than expected. Sometimes theywant to double back and even contradict themselves! There are more half-written scenes and rambling descriptions from Morgan's life, waiting to bestitched together. That's the slow part.Hope you enjoy this part.Filling in for Beth - Part 5"You're not going to wear that," I said a. I notice that she has a sly smile on her face.“Mr. Bill, I couldn’t help but notice that nice hard-on you got as you were styling my hair. Does that always happen?”My face must have turned ten shades of red because Julia was the only other girl to have noticed my ‘condition.’ I tried to regain my composure and finally said, “Um, only with the most gorgeous girls.”“Really!” Michelle responded. “And what do you do about it?I thought about it for a second, then leaned over and whispered in her.