Diane was clearly enjoying this. We can communicate just through smiles. Not only did she have a sexy smile, but her body language was talking too! Ou... six local movers were all from the Raleigh area. All were in their thirties and early forties and easy on the eyes. A convenient coincidence. They were clean and respectful as well. These guys were as individual as their vehicles but were subtly similar too. Diane started the tasks of the day by snapping them to work promptly at 8 before the. ‘I’ll tell you. Let’s stop at a bar. I need some firewater.’ ‘It’s a little early for a shot of tequila and a beer, young lady,’ Jack chastised kindly. ‘I know a place. You can have one glass of merlot.’ ‘Oh, you are giving me orders now? You want me to kiss and tell, buy me a bottle. And cabernet sauvignon not merlot.’ The place was off the beaten path in a shopping center off the I-95 Lake Mead Boulevard West exit. A cafe and wine bar. Caitlin was starved as usual and ordered poached salmon. “This isn’t normal, it isn’t like being horny, it’s ... it’s worse.”“What do you mean worse.”“I mean ... violent.”He paused and looked at her.“I mean like rape fantasies. Deep, dark, sadistic rape fantasies ever since I was a teenager.”She mouthed the word, “Oh,” and crossed her legs, facing him.“The only reason I’m telling you is because I don’t know how much longer I can push them down.”“You’ve ... you’ve been pushing them down?” Her voice was quiet and full of concern.“Like you wouldn’t. This is all about you first, or have you forgotten? It's gotta wait for all of the fucking to finish for this round, anyway. Gotta let off some steam before work. We've already showered ... mostly, though you can hear some of the stragglers. No, my dear Godfather, you get to lay back and enjoy your breakfast, sir," Belle winked at me while caressing my chin."Godfather?" I laughed."Well, you're the head of the family. The patriarch. The Godfather. Il Capo, right?" she explained with a very.