The nipple was tight, proud, inviting. Her hand snaked into his brown hair, pulling his mouth forward. "Does-ums want momma's milk?"Tomas nodded his h...ead, the erect nipple grazing his lips. Gentle pressure forced his mouth over the invading teat. He relished its warmth, its hard, salty flavor, sucking on the titbit before swirling his tongue around the intruder. He closed his eyes, savoring the sweetness within, the plump warmth on his chin, the morsel growing under his tongue. His tongue. What about the room charges?”Betsy said, “Don’t worry about them. Get everyone back in their rooms. Tell them that their rooms are comped. Let them know that maid service will be limited to washing sheets. Guests will be responsible for cleaning their own rooms.”“You expect me to let them stay for free?”“It’s either that, or watch your hotel burn down by sunset, tonight. Either way, you’re not collecting another night of room charges from tourists.”“I guess I can comp their rooms,” the manager. Unlike the girls with Phil and Jason she kept her distance. He wondered what she was doing with the other two girls. ‘Probably like me, living with these two goons,’ he thought, ‘she probably knows them from work or worse, lives with them.’ “Can you turn the music off now?” Caroline asked nervously. Then, hearing the strange sounds coming from down the hall, “or turn the volume down, that would be okay also,” she added. “Sure,” he said. “Would you like another drink?” Declining the drink, she. ”I followed Lissa and Melody downstairs in time to see all the rest of the girls gathered around the corner I used as a studio. My daybed and drapes were still set up and there were several of my sketches and paintings tacked to the walls. On the other side of the room, Melody’s studio was set up and an equal number of her sketches and paintings were posted.“That’s it! That’s it!” I heard Sandra squeal in the crowd and saw a camera flash go off. “That’s just the pose in the painting.”I edged.