I responded to her kisses in kind and we fell onto the bed our hands seeking out each other’s erogenous places. As I lay on the bed she lifted her l...egs and straddled me either side of my waist. She broke away from our kiss and knelt above me, her wide spread legs revealing the tops of her hold ups and her sheer black thong above, her well trimmed pussy faintly apparent through the sheer material. I shuddered, filled with longing for this gorgeous creature that dominated me.Reaching up, I pulled. There was a leather couch on one wall and a few chairs and fake plants s**ttered through out the rest of the room. On the back wall there was a window to the left side and a door to the right. There was a sign by the window that said ‘Ring Bell for Service’. I walked up to the window. It was closed, but the room it looked in on was well lighted. There was an older woman sitting at a desk watching a few security monitors. She must have heard me because the immediately turned towards me and stood. " God, you silver-tongued devil, you! Why didn't you come sweep me off my feet, sophomore year?" I don't think I was up to the task, in those days," I said, truthfully. "You seemed -- unattainable." Sometimes, unattainability is only in the eye of the beholder," she said."I'll add that to my list -- my long list -- of regrets about roads not taken," I said.Shirley and I returned to the table, she said her goodnights to us all, and she was gone.It wasn't even 10 p.m. yet."Something tells me Ms.. King Marcus was now smiling. Jam and I were smiling. Angela and Roger were smiling. As they then entered, Anna and Mason were smiling, too. I noticed that Berthold had seated Mo and had taken a seat beside her for himself. They were smiling. I smiled at that. It was a good meal.After the meal and some time talking, Jam and I retired to our sitting room. We were joined by Mo and Berthold who were holding hands as they walked into the room with us. They were followed, to my slight surprise, by.