I knew I was going to cum, and it wasn't going to be pretty. Oh fuck! The front of my pants was going to be soaked with sperm. I would have to walk ba...ck through the farmer's wives' office like that. Certainly they would stare, but would they laugh or would they freak out? I'm supposed to be a professional here! Unzipping my pants was not an option. Not in my client's office, and especially not alone in a room with Lolita. I could see the local headline in my mind: "City Slicker Arrested for. . Beats me what the invitation was for. But I wanted to attend, whatever it was."Hi, I'm Ike." Hello. I'm Carlie. You aren't supposed to be here, are you?"Damn! Busted and I hadn't even finished my vodka."What makes you say that?" Well, I haven't seen you actually talk to anyone since you got here." Maybe I'm not the talkative type?" You look like you might be a football player but you haven't gone to hang with them, so that's out. And you haven't jumped in and started matching wits with these. "I told them you'd be back shortly, but she was with some other women who didn't seem to understand what she was doing here, so she told me she'd be back in a little while and she'd see him then. I gave her your room number, was that OK?" Yeah, that's what he asked you to do. She's just like you. She knows there's something significant about him, but she doesn't understand what it is yet, and won't understand until she has a chance to speak to us. We're also still expecting Gail Sanders to show. "I've got a package for you!" he blurted out."Quiet!" she snapped. "Someone will hear you!"Craig looked around and lowered his voice. "I'll bring it to you tonight. You remember the other part of the deal, don't you?" What part?" Audrey demanded."Don't be cute with me. You know what I'm talking about!" Craig retorted with lust in his voice."I said to send some serious money my way and we could talk," she reminded him."How does a thousand sound?" he asked."I said serious money, Craig. You didn't.