“Nobody will bother us here. No one ever comes here and if they do, we’d have time to get dressed by the time they check the cabinet. We can just ...pretend we were getting some paper.”“You really thought this through! I’m impressed.”“I know,” she says, taking her blazer off. “As I said, the five extra dollars buy you the right to play with my tits for a bit, then I’ll suck your dick.”As she’s talking, she unbuttons her blouse, revealing a red lacy bra. She reaches behind her and unhooks it to let. Mistress Victoria’s guests arrived precisely at eight o’clock. The gentleman was tall and had salt and pepper hair. He was on the heavier side, but his tailored suit hid it well. He wasn’t introduced to me, but I found out his name was Tibor. The woman, his wife, who was introduced as Aya, was a petite Japanese woman. She smiled at me but did not speak. Aya was wearing a fur coat, and when she took it off, I discovered she wasn’t wearing much else, just a diamond-studded collar and a black. "You better save your energy, mister. Luckily we get to sleep in Sunday morning." I wonder just how much sleep we're going to get," Cam teased."Not much if I'm lucky."They signed off with the usual "I love you" and hung up, each with their own thoughts about their reunion.The wedding was scheduled for Saturday, March 1st, and Glynnis had booked the United Church's minister in the village to conduct the service. The reception would be at the Community Hall directly after the wedding. Both Cam. ?The man was in his fifties with a slight paunch and a serious expression on his normally smiling face.?Hello, Mr Walker,? she greeted him. ?Do come in!?Mr Walker was one of the Elders of the church she had joined when she moved to the small town a couple of months ago. She had looked around the various churches and settled on this one. She had never heard of the denomination before, but the people had looked friendly and had turned out to be, too. She had noticed that all the Elders were men.