My grip tightens around him, earning another throaty groan as Rhodes's eyes are squeezed shut. His bulge is straining against the thin flimsy material and I'm tempted to take them off, but I'm nervous at the same time. I lean my head forward into the crook of his neck and begin to kiss and graze my

"Wow, thank you. Thank you so much" I grin softly at my reflection before I turn back to thank them. All three of them have started to pack up all of their equipment, while I stand up from my seat and grab the dress by the hanger. "Need help with the dress honey?" Marcus asks as he wraps the cord b

He shakes his head. "I wouldn't call them friends; more, associates that I am friendly with. But only because being unfriendly to them would create more of a headache for me" I'm surprised by his explanation, a simple no would have done. "So, when do you get to spend time with your friends?" He's p

"Oh I've known her cousin Robert for quite a few years. We've met a few times at different social events but the last time we saw one another we just got along like a house on fire, now here we are" I almost audibly gasp as I hear the words come out of Rhodes's mouth; words, more like lies, blatant

I've just inserted myself into this conversation, and I'm going to have to find a way to get myself out of it. On top of that I've broken one of Rhodes's rules: speak when spoken to when out in public, I don't even dare to take a sneak peek. "Yes dear, they are" Lenny grins at me, an evil grin, one