As we passed a little service alley that ran between the Royal Hotel and a jewellers, Christina grabbed me and pushed me in. Three steps into the all...y and we were sufficiently in the shadows enough that anyone walking by the street - and there weren’t many people about - wouldn’t be able to see us clearly. The end of the alley was in darkness.“What’s going on?” I said.Christina pushed me against the wall, pressing her body against me and kissed me hard, moving from my lips to my ear and then. That is not usual, when two meet the names are the first things said. I do not speak but wait.“They call me the Lone One,” he says at last. That is a curious way to say it, as if he does not have his name from a calf and must let strangers name him. But that is not for me to speak.We exchange greetings. But I come to ask a question. “I see you before, Lone One,” I say. “More than one time, and far apart. Is it chance or do you follow me?”“I watch,” he says after a small time. “Yes, I am. It was only a substitute, she knew, and a poor substitute at that.But it was all she had.As she baked at it, one hand slithered back down between her legs. Her fingers moved lightly over her labia, teasing the flesh and maintaining the terrible level of her as yet unsatisfied arousal.Like someone in a dream, she walked to her bed. With each step, her pussy lips moved back and forth beneath her fingers. She sat on the edge of the bed and lay back, her long legs bent at the sedge of the mattress. "I want you to spank your clit for me Meg." "But I want you to do it daddy." she cooed. I nibbled on her ear and explained, "Meg, do it for daddy." As an incentive I started to thrust harder. "Unnnn, Unnnnn okay, okay" she moaned. She began to slap her plump clit with my every stroke. "O MY GOSHHH DADDY IT FEELS SOOOO GOOD!" she exclaimed. I moved my hand form her neck and started squeezing her swollen nipples. I started sucking and nibbling on her neck. "Mmmmm feels so good!" I.