She sat in the water with her hands over the hickeys on her breasts. “So how many orgasms did you have?” I asked her. Gina shook her head and said... “I don’t know; maybe a hundred.” “Did you have fun?” I asked. “A huh. But I can’t do this all the time. It’s too much. I think my pussy and ass are numb.” “Don’t worry. This was a special occasion. You don’t really have to do anything” I said. “But if I told you no, you would stop seeing me” Gina said wisely. “Well if you had a good enough reason I. “Come, I will help you to keep your feet“ he said, taking her in his strong arms and guiding her up the steps to her place above the second brass plate while she clung to him, whispering her thanks. He moved away to the lever which would start the motors and she sank to her knees, slack-jawed and empty-eyed. Her nipples were as hard as bullets and her pupils black as caverns.Pierre pulled the lever and the motor began to hum. The woman stared in fascination at the floor between her knees, her. You tell me." Any special requests?" Actually, do you know a good seafood place that's not big on lobster or crab?" I think I can arrange that."An hour and a half later, we were looking for a parking space around the club district, having enjoyed a lovely dinner of fish and shrimp--mostly fish, as I was watching my cholesterol. Filling, but not too filling; dancing on an overly full stomach is not part of the recipe for a wonderful evening. Don't believe me? Try it yourself, but don't say I. "We have an unusual case for Mr. Smith's consideration, Mr. Anderson. I am not at liberty to discuss it over the telephone; could you drop by my office this afternoon about 3:00 and I will give you the details?" Certainly. I'll be there at 3:00. Goodbye, for now." Goodbye"Alice jumped to her EU bedroom and disrobed. She changed into Harold Anderson and got dressed. She spent an extra few minutes practicing walking around; she didn't want to "walk like a girl" when she met Det. Tomlinson. Her.