Someone with power was here, and it had a gentle religious feel to it. A sort of saintliness.Now... while I believe in God, I had never really been a ...church go-er, myself. I had no objections to the many religions that were around, I just felt that one's view of God, and how you worshiped Him, was a personal thing that should not be directed by a specific person, group, or authority.Just as Alex and Kate's order arrived, three people were seated close by, and their order taken. One was dressed. I can practically feel your ribs the way you’re leaning against me. Your hair is only medium long. It’s curly. Or frizzy, kind of. At least tell me your name. Any name. Something to call you.” She stroked his cock through a moment of silence, punctuating beats with swipes of her tongue underneath his sap oozing dome. Another hand began caressing his balls. “You’re burning up,” she said. “So hard. Are other men like this?” “I don’t know.” “It’s not like in pictures.” “Not much ever is.” . ‘I love you too.’ Finally, she let him drag her onto his lap. She curled up in the nook under his arm. He bent his head forward, his hair brushing her cheek and neck. He looked into her eyes for a long moment then leaned down to kiss her. She opened her mouth willingly and accepted his tongue. They broke apart when both needed to breathe. She leaned forward and gave him another light kiss before snuggling back up to his chest. He held her there until she fell asleep, truly happy to be with her. I’ll make it worth your while.’ Her tongue slowly moved to wet her lips. She smiled, coyly biting one fingernail, and looked up at him through her lashes. ‘Hmm. Well, let’s see. I have four of these,’ he lifted the white rope from the night before. He delved into his bag and poked through the contents. ‘And I have these.’ He pulled his hand out, dangling a set of steel handcuffs from one finger. ‘And just what do you propose to do with those?’ she asked, one eyebrow arched in mock indignation..