Leah had imagined talking dirty to him, and telling him what to do, but she couldn’t find it in herself. All she wanted was for him to destroy her b...dy and do what he wanted. His fingertips found her nipple. ‘Ah!’ she squeaked. Her body went wild from the small touch. Her legs nearly gave out from underneath her. Touching herself wasn’t the same as another man feeling her, inching his hand painfully slow up her body. She wished she could imitate the touch, but she couldn’t. ‘How long, Leah?’. She looked at me with tearful eyes and said, “I don’t know what I am going to do. The bar is all I have. If I lose it I will be out on the street in a matter of days”. I reached across the table and took hold of her hands. “Jo, I would like to help you out if you will let me. I have managed to stash away a nice chunk of change for the proverbial rainy day. I think this is the rainy day I have been waiting for. I would like to take care of your $30k debt and I would also like to invest another. Once he tried to kiss her lips, but her head turned away and the man muttered an apology as if this was forbidden by some previously agreed rules. Then he would lift himself up and start again.After ten minutes, the girl seemed to decide that it was time to finish. She came out of her reverie and opened her eyes looking at the red, sweating face of the man above her. Her arms wrapped themselves around his back, her hands stroked him. She drew her legs up further and hooked her feet up onto his. We made introductions all around, Tom and Nancy, Jim and Penny, Jack and Bill. We were a good looking table. Tom and Nancy were both blonde scandanavians, Jim was a husky italian, Jack was a tall athletic looking guy, Penny was a very small thing, model looking woman with gorgeous brunette hair. and Bill was a medium height ordinary looking man. Carol and I ordered martinis, Tom and Nancy straight burbon, Jim and Penny gin and tonic, Jack scotch and Bill a martini. The room was beautiful.
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