I don't want to need a chaperone every time I go there. Anita's going to be alright though.' I sipped my transparent beer. 'And I fancy going off some...where. Do you want me to change that treacle for something you like?''Let me persevere. Do you know what I want to do?' I made panting noises. 'Yes, but in Cuenca. I've always liked it there.''You like it anywhere. OK. I'll book somewhere luxurious. Will people be able to manage without us though?' She glanced at me sharply to see if I was serious. ‘I’m sorry George, how rude of me, we weren’t formally introduced, my name is Mr Petersen and you are the man who met with an associate of mine on Friday evening? You remember her? Her name is Clarissa?’ Kristoff kept his voice low and calm but George’s reaction was near panic as his head whipped around to see who had heard the exchange. Oh my god! George thought in fright, this is her pimp! He looked around quickly to see if anyone he knew was passing by that could have heard the last. ‘Truth be told, Brad, I was about to kiss you back. But then you turned away and lifted me up, so the moment was lost. But maybe now it’s time we admit there’s something going on here irrespective of my legal problems.’ ‘Huh huh, and what’s that?’ Still guarded, I played naïve. ‘What’s that? Something called chemistry.’ She gave me one of those looks that said, AS IF YOU DIDN’T KNOW. ‘You feel it as well as I do, from your sexy blue eyes to your big broad shoulders.’ ‘Think so?’ ‘Come on,. She leaned forward to kiss him, smashing her breasts into his hands. As they kissed, tongues mingling and lips clashing, she slowly edged her body downward until she felt the hard, hot tip of his erect penis pressing against her labia. ‘Make love to me, Jacen,’ she murmured against his mouth. ‘Let me feel you inside of me again.’ He gently pushed his hips upward, letting his cock part her moist, swollen folds, eliciting a gasp of delight from her sweet lips as his tip touched against her tight.