<div style="text-align: justify;">The woman who was speaking to Diane on the phone was obviously an older lady with a kindly voice. She waited patiently for the woman to choose what she wanted to eat and made a note. Once her note was taken, she thanked Diane as well and let her know that she would be up soon with the woman’s dish.<br/><br/>After hanging up, Marie went to the kitchen and ordered what Diane had picked out. <br/><br/>It wouldn’t take long for the food to be made, and for the woman to go upstairs to deliver it to the guest. Once up at the penthouse, the woman knocked on the door and waited for it to be opened.<br/><br/>As soon as Diane opened the door, the woman gasped softly. “Oh, dear”, she murmured, in a concerned intonation. She looked more like a sweet grandmother than like someone who was judging the young woman. With a sigh, she touched Diane’s face - away from the injured area - carefully.<br/><br/>“Eat a little, dear, and try to rest. Would you like me to keep you company for a while?”, she offered kindly.<br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">***************************************</div><br/><br/>While Martin was thinking with his second head, Pierre was thinking with his first - even if he was enjoying his moments with the other man. Martin was gorgeous, and adorably oblivious to what Pierre was planning, and that made him incredibly attractive.<br/><br/>Pierre couldn’t help but smile when Martin said he looked great. He nodded when Martin said that he would also enjoy every moment they had. Pierre was definitely planning on making sure of that. <br/><br/>As Martin leaned to kiss him, Pierre did the same, both his hands now caressing the other man’s back. He had to admit he really wanted to have some fun times with Martin, even if nothing would or could ever come from it. At least, he would have one more good story to tell.<br/><br/>After the kiss, Pierre nibbled on Martin’s lower lip. “Feel free to do whatever you want with me”, he muttered. “You are the boss, for now”, Pierre completed, curious about whether or not Martin liked being the one in command. <br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">***************************************</div><br/><br/>When Rich said he would give her the time of her life, the Lady nearly scoffed at him. It took all she had not to, and she sighed instead. “I’m sure you will, Your Majesty”, the young woman murmured, trying to please Rich’s ego a little further. She wasn’t afraid of going overboard at all, as she believed no amount of ego stroking would ever be too much for a man like the Agent.<br/><br/>When Rich said that he was ready to make her his, the Lady smiled and didn’t say anything. She feared she might yell at Rich to stay the hell away from her if she opened her lips now.<br/><br/>As soon as the man placed himself on top of her, the Lady purred like a kitten and wrapped her legs around the man. She would have to give the performance of a lifetime now.</div>