We finish our vodka shots quickly, head out of the bar....and off to somewhere a lot more private................................Can't Make It HomeWe ...have left the bar and we're headed for a taxi knowing we must get home, knowing we need to continue where we left off in the bar. We find a taxi quickly, hopping in, feeling the electricity, the passion, the sense of urgency. As we sit close on the back seat of the taxi, I watch the world going by in some attempt to compose myself and prepare for. She closed her eyes and took it in her hand, caressing it and rubbing it softly against her cheek. I heard a low growl come from my own throat as she reached over to take up a small velvet pouch that had been sitting on the table behind her. She reached inside and removed a condom. I watched as she tore it open and wordlessly rolled it down over my burning staff. Her eyes bore into mine. She rose up and leaned over me, aiming my cock like a rocket. In one slow, deliberate motion, she impaled. ”“He's going to seduce her,” said Lasla. She glanced at me, a pensive look on her face. “Right?”“Do I ever fail to seduce any woman?” I asked.“You've never tried to seduce a queen,” she said. “A woman who rules with more domination than you have in you.” She shifted. “I don't mean to make that sound like an insult. You dominate perfectly, but Queen Athirmi is a tyrant. She inflicts cruelly and suffering on those who displease her.”“Mmm, she does,” Naryu said. “You must be careful around my. A few were obviously rather high class whores, but it was hard to tell just by looking at them and without proof there,s no way anything can be done any way. The rich oil people always seemed to have an entourage of beautiful women, but most though they could have been glamour models were prostitutes! On my first night working the reception area I found out very quickly how “innocent” these women were. Three absolutely gorgeous women approached my desk accompanied by two well dressed middle.