I'm so sorry." Again and again. I could feel her hot breath on my cheek with the exclamation of her words. I could feel the wetness of her tears as th...ey mingled with mine."What is she doing here?" The voice wasn't Lauren's. It was an angry voice. "No one is supposed to be here. Especially you. I'm calling security."I looked up in time to see the backside of a woman, apparently a nurse, judging by the color of her clothes and the hat she was wearing, exiting from the room. That's where I was. I. I love to finger girls and to have my pussy licked.” Becky didn’t know why but she opened the door. The blond dancer was now dressed in a black corset, no panties, garter belt and black stockings and stripper pumps. Her glistening pussy and landing strip was at eye level for Becky who was sitting on the toilet. Pleasure, the dancer’s name that Becky later found out, walked in and pulled Becky off the toilet. She pressed her lips to Becky and Becky’s mouth opened as their tongues swirled. Throne.. but like that's notyou, and so like you'll have to go..."And she looks away and starts filing her nails, as if expecting MistressThorne to leave, and in fact when Mistress's gloved hand reaches over tograsp her phone, she looks bemused. "I.. I like told you to go! So likego.. or.. or..."Mistress Thorne punches some numbers into the phone. "You'll call yourmanager? Or security?" Urr.. Yes! That's it! I'll like call security and have you thrown out ofthe building!" she says with a vacant. You know darn well...”She walked toward me and we greeted. We shook hands and she looked me in the eye.“Are you honest?”“Most days. And on the other days I’m too honest,” I replied.That broke her and she laughed. She squeezed my bicep once, turned to Jan and nodded, then said, “Okay. You can keep him,” and started for the door. “Bring him by for dinner one night so Pops can meet him too. Do you like steak,” she asked.“Yes ma’am. I like a good steak.”“Good. We do too. Bring rib-eyes when you.