With a sadly face Priya told “I couldn’t sleep last night, the whole night I thought a plan”. I asked “why, what plan, what happened, please t...ell me”.Suddenly Priya grabbed my hands and told “you have to help me, please promise me that you will help me?” I told “first let me know what is the problem.” She anxiously asked me “I will tell you all but first swear me, you will help me.” I loved Priya, so I swore her that I will help her. At first Priya hesitated and then said “yesterday was my. She explained it away as a harmless holiday fling, she was bored and thought I was out and it didn’t mean a thing. The fact he was young, lean, well toned and with, from what i could tell a well proportioned piece of equipment stretching her, I suppose had something to do with it too. Not the first time and no doubt not the last. So do not worry on her account.And now once again, in mid afternoon, she is kneeling between my legs and gulping down my stiff cock in her mouth. I do not want to. I believe I can grant your desire for one dance."It just so happened that the next song was an old slow song that was perfect for a waltz. I bowed to the lady, took her hand, led her to the floor, and held her in the perfect waltz hold with us about a foot apart, except for where our hands touched. Before the song was over we were in a tight clinch and stayed that way for two more slow songs in the set.I could hear a fast song coming up at the end of the set, so I took her hand and escorted her. I was listening to a complex breach of patent case brought by one of my firm’s biggest clients. My trip to London had been more than justified by the couple of important notes I passed forward, but, all in all, listening to the case beat watching paint dry by only the slimmest of margins. At shortly before four o’clock, after one day of hearings, the court rose for a three-week adjournment. I kicked my heels outside the robing room for some time, before I got a brief, unsatisfactory meeting.