Sittingnext to her was a silver briefcase with the commodity of which she would buyher next piece of merchandise. And oh what merchandise that it was.... Somethingthat was eternal and women would pay big money to have, even if it was onlyfor a short time.She was tall, standing at six foot three, and lanky though toned. Hers was aswimmers build. She had shoulder length dark hair and dark brown eyes set ina tanned, girlish face. She wore a white button up shirt, black linen slacks,and black leather. "Really?" asked Tommy, drenched in sweat but feeling less winded than heoften did after the deed was done. He wondered if Gina's body had been ineven better condition than his own. "Yeah," said Claire. "No offense, but sometimes you're a little rougherthan you need to be. But now I get to control the action a little more, andyou're so... limber." He grinned, thinking back to all the positions he never would havecontemplated before but that he had just pulled off with ease. "Gina mustbe a. When my face is wet with your come and I finish with my tongue on your clit I'm going to slip my cock inside you and listen to your panting, crying out for me as I fuck you." The name sticks. She is my Francesca. I watch her dance in the figure-hugging corset for the man, rubbing the curves of her body sensually all the way to her hips where her hands stop. She thumbs the waistband of her panties. No! Is she really going to remove them? Teasing him for a few moments, gyrating and thrusting her. My girlfriend and her parents are coming for a meal today and I need to get ready. Thank you again, Harlou, and please call me if there are problems up there." Thank you, Bob, and I look forward to meeting you again, just not like this."I figured the Orthanians would try something; I just didn't think it would be this soon, but I knew Harlou could handle it just fine. Now, on to getting things ready for the Leroys.I ran around getting the house looking nice, not that anything was bad, just some.