Dasha was having a good time, a huge surprise to her, she would've thought that this crowd would've offered not excitement at all, but the jukebox was playing good tunes and she was in the company of a surprisingly cute girl. They giggled, they drank, they laughed and it was generally a good time until the bar tender walked up and informed Dasha that she had an important call at the front desk.<br/><br/>"Hey I guess I should have mentioned that I'm a bit of a movie star here in mother Russia! I have been awaiting a call from my agent for some time and If I don't take it right now I might miss a chance at a really big role." Dasha started to say, but stopped long enough to swill down the rest of her whiskey and then lean in hard for a kiss from Emily. She pressed her lips hard against Em's and then forced her strong tongue into her mouth before she could raise any protest. Dasha's hand gripped Em's thigh, pinning her in place for the second that they swapped tongues. She finally released the girl , leaving her with a seductive stare.<br/><br/>"If you're still here when I get back......I would like very much to take you up to my room and get to 'know' each other a lot better....If you're here when I get back that is...." Dasha said and then stood and walked away, leaving the stunned young woman perched on her bar stool.<br/><br/>Dasha strode out of the bar and into the lobby. She made eye contact with the receptionist and the woman behind the counter pointed to one of the complimentary phone booths on the one wall. Dasha nodded in comprehension and then walked into the anonymous phone stall and picked up the receiver. She took two close looks around to make sure no one was watching her and then she said. "Hello husband, I am going to be late for dinner tonight!"<br/><br/>The man on the other end wasn't actually her husband, although she'd fucked him many times, 'husband' wasn't what he actually was.<br/><br/>"Hello 'wife' I am glad you called.....I was starting to worry....Did you manage to 'pick up the groceries' I requested?" He asked.<br/><br/>"yes sir, mission accomplished! I am currently holding for further grocery lists." She answered.<br/><br/>"Good girl, I will fuck you in the ass when you get home....how does that sound sweetcheeks?" He answered in a sarcastic tone but quickly countered with some useful Intel. " You have a couple of tourists watching you, or at least that's what our 'friends' have to say....You seen anything like that lately?"<br/><br/>"No nothing weird..." She answered, but her mind raced and all she could think of was the nurse and patient combo that she'd just met. She had no proof yet and wasn't about to risk a chance at bedding the sweet faced nurse she'd just met, besides she could gain more knowledge after she'd eaten that sweet pussy out until unconsciousness than actually confronting her. "I'll keep my eyes peeled 'daddy' and soon I'll be home for you to have your way with....sound good?" She coed in a fake seductive tone.<br/><br/>"Sounds divine, I will talk to you soon!" He answered and then hung up.<br/><br/>Dasha sighed, she'd just got done with the devil's details and now she was expected to take up the mantle again, all she wanted to do was seduce this sweet little innocent flower back up to her room and eat her pussy and ass out until the girl positively exploded in her mouth. But duty called and so now she was 'on the clock'. 'fuck' Dasha thought to herself. 'Maybe I can find a way to do both' she prodded herself on.<br/><br/>Dasha walked up to the lobby bar doors again, hoping that her sweet little piece of ass was still waiting for her. Either she was and Dasha would go back into the bar and turn that bitch out, or she wasn't and Dasha would go 'home' without any sort of satisfaction. Only fate would tell.