He heard her behind him and he slowly turned as she entered the room. His eyes misted up as he looked at the woman he loved, and then without warning ...he had left her. He mentioned something about how much he missed her, and wished reconciliation was possible. For a fleeting moment he saw a glimmer of the love she once had for him in her eyes, but in the next, it was gone. It was now replaced with a cold and icy glaze as she realized what he was saying. She shook her head, and let the words. Turning bright red, and his constant teasing had her off balance, and she struck back at his choice of music. He had anticipated that, and allowed her to land her own verbal jabs.That pleased her, restoring a sense of comfort.As they sat there, he laid back, and they both stared straight ahead for a moment, before he took his left hand and traced the fingers on her right hand with it.She looked down, and simply watched what he was doing, taking another sip of water.He ran his fingertip along. With a smile in her voice she took the call. “Dmitri, tell me you’re calling because a friend or relative has just opened a Russian restaurant and you’re going to take me out and buy me dinner. I’m starving!”When he paused for a few seconds too long she knew this was not a social call. “I’m very sorry Aleja ... there’s a very sick girl, maybe fifteen or sixteen, at the Waldorf...” Aleja’s heart sank as visions of warm borscht and sour cream with thickly buttered toasted pumpernickel, or. You smile and unbutton your shirt, nice and slow he says tease me and you comply. I cant fucking believe it, my little girl being used by another guy. I am excited and jealous. You remove your shirt revealing your leather strap bra and he smiles. Very nice and now the skirt and you stand up and drop it to the floor revealing your black garter and fishnets no panties. Paul smiles and says yum says for me littlw girl? You reply yes was just a fantasy but make it reality daddy and you giggle. He.