Now completely hard, he slowly reached into his shorts and rubbed himself. She had left on her reading lamp so there was plenty of light shining on h...er, and from where he stood he could see both her asshole and the beginning of her pussy. He thought about how wet she had been last night, and his cock began to ache for more.Trying to be as quiet as possible, he slowly pulled his dick out and took another step closer to her as he began to stroke himself. His cock was now only a foot or so from. Slowly she got accustomed to color of the room. She looked around gloomily for sometime. Then fell back to sleep again. It was more than an hour before she woke up again. This time completely aware that she was in some other room. She thought of the dungeons she had seen the kidnappers would keep the victims in movies. But this was no dungeon. The house more than well furnished. With the double bed she was on, the curtains, marble and wooden floors. Everything was well enough for a VIP. As she. Think my stop is coming up." Oh, of course, dear. Enjoy your time at the bank, and have a wonderfulday..." She beamed a knowing smile. "...Stanley." N-nice to meet you too, Miss...Primrose." Walking over to the back doorof the bus, he heard Priscilla speak to a woman named Ginger on hersmartphone about their encounter, and when the bus finally stopped, theplatinum-curled woman asked for Ginger's opinion on how Stanley's namesounded to her as he stepped out of the vehicle.Unfortunately, it was. ” Lauren forced a smile. “Girls? Breakfast.”She returned to the kitchen wiping her eyes. If Mrs. Alexander noticed she didn’t say anything about it. She just stepped away from the stove and said, “Will you watch the eggs for me?”“Sure,” Lauren whispered as Mrs. Alexander walked over to get the girls settled at the table. Josh was still talking to his dad, but kept glancing over with a questioning look in her direction.She stirred the eggs until they were firm, then used the towel to get out.