And I’m so sorry to make you wait so long.”
The Russians released them and they flew to him, wiping away his tears and stroking his face and hair, soothing him. xxx Fill me, Jim!”
That was all it took. He had been so looking forward to her. “Don’t. “What’s your name?” he asked as she lined herself up. But he also knew that as soon as he let go, she would turn her focus to finding him more dancers. Anyway, 19 was already a perfectly adequate performance for tonight. The thought was spectacularly, dizzyingly, explosively hot, a fucking nuclear bomb of desire going off in his mind as he imagined that crazy pink genius training an army of elite professional dancers on how best to fuck his brains out.
