Drink.”Sienna frowned, then blinked. The way his eyes fixed upon her and how his lips had drawn into a sharp, slanted line was enough to convince he...r that he knew what he was asking for.“Okay,” she said.The cold plastic bottle was sweating with condensation that had built upon it from the warm air. Sienna pressed it against her cheek, closing her eyes and smiling. “Mmm. Nice,” she hummed.Unscrewing the top, she raised it to her lips and took a little sip. The cool liquid slipped refreshingly. .…….Bill had paid her a visit two nights ago to 'collect the rent' as he euphemistically put it. She happened to be wearing some new lacey underwear when Bill showed-up and she most definitely hadn't intended it for him; it was for who she was waiting for and she had donned it to check herself out in the bathroom mirror so she could be sure it would be to his liking. She had a distinct feeling that he had a bit of a 'thing' about women's undergarments and was content to fuel his lust if it. It was a scent and smell that filled my mind with the pleasures and sexual arousal of what I imagined every strong and masculine grown man must smell like in between his legs and deep inside of his nestled ass cheeks. Some 30 years later I am still as aroused from the heightened sexual rush of eating a mans ass out and thankfully have met so many men who really get off on the shared fetish of smelling and eating and better yet being sniffed and rimmed them selves. There is nothing hotter to me. This had to be done immediately. So here she was trying to be stealthy and quiet in high heels and a miniskirt.She picked the lock easily and the door opened with an audible creak. She reached into her bag and pulled her mini-flashlight out, turned it on, and began to look for the fourth door on the left.The door was open and Raven peered into the room, shining the light around to make sure it was the right place. She found a piece of paper and neatly printed the message she had memorized on it.