“It’s so small.”The room I stood in was small. It appeared to be a cube of about ten feet or so per side. The back wall included a shelf area an...d then a narrow, but long bed. To the left was a pair of large cupboard style doors, which I guessed hid a clothing replicator for uniforms. In front of that was a small desk. A monitor of some kind sat on the desk and the chair behind it was impressive in its simple majesty. I turned to the right to find that the corner was filled by a couch that was. I could see the panty through the fabric and knew it must be heavier nylon because was not a hint of a shadow of her pubic hair.We shared a glass of wine and then got under the blankets. In the dark I could feel her warmth against me, her gentle curves lying close to me was comforting and kept my mind aroused even though I was out of commission until morning. I had my arm under her head as her hand traced lines across my chest. I drifted off to sleep with my head filled with her scent.I woke to. You are under arrest for the soliciting of prostitution,” Leo told Gary.As he complied with Leo’s instructions, he said, “I want my lawyer.”“You can call him at the station,” Leo said, as he put Gary in the back of the police car.“Where are you taking me?” Gary asked, when he realized they were headed away from downtown and the police station.“You’ll find out soon enough,” Leo replied.On the outskirts of town, Leo pulled into an old abandoned warehouse and stopped. He and Floyd got Gary out of. Finally, for Layla, it was the taste that now dominated her senses. She had expected it to be as it had been in the past for her when she had occasionally been persuaded into giving head, bitter, salty with a thin watery consistency, but in her pleasure addled state she could only think about how good Gia’s cum tasted, thick and plentiful it filled her mouth, threatening to overflow.Gia, panting hard and gripping Layla’s head as she came, looked down at the woman with her now cum-bulging.