Ashton had forgotten to recharge his cell phone and it was dead. He could be a real ditz sometimes. Without any other recourse, Ashtonstarted walking...down the road looking for help. The night air was chillyso he took his shawl to cover his exposed shoulders. He was wearing alight green strapless dress with a full skirt. He walked as quickly ashe could which wasn't fast since he was wearing heels. Suddenly a manwas behind him. He knew that he wasn't there to help so he quickened hispace. . “We’ve been over this.” I opened my wallet and pulled out one of the two key cards. “Night Inn,” I said. “Room 113. You can make it?” She took the card and thought for a moment. I watched as she bit her lip. God, she was so sexy when she did that. I felt the urge to kiss her then but I restrained myself. “My husband works third shift,” she said. “Yeah,” I nodded. “So he needs to see me come home. He’ll be home at eight thirty tomorrow morning so I will need to be back by then. No sleeping.”. "Ohh Ilsa... yeahhpleeaase..." Melanie panted, unaware and uncaring of anything outside.Ilsa glanced beyond her female lover and saw that the woman's mouth was now slightly open. It also looked, at a moment's glance, like the van's occupant had one hand down, and it was moving.Ilsa pushed her finger into Melanie's anus, and delighted in feeling the slightly rubbery resistance give way and suck her finger inside the warm, snug hole.Melanie let out a ragged moan, and threw her head back, her hair. Lifting my arm she eagerly snuggled closer and practically purred as she rested her head on my shoulder and I wrapped my arm around her.True there wasn't any guarantee that her attitude would actually improve, but at least she was aware that I'd had enough. Clients like Jackie don't change overnight, yet if you're patient they will eventually come around. You just have to give them time, not force the issue too hard, and perhaps prod them onto the right track.At least for the moment I was.