Smiling in relief, Caesar told her, “His room number is 410 – the big one at the end of the hall. She felt sorry for him, but realized that any move she made to ease his mind would be interpreted (correctly) as pity, and she would be vehemently rejected. Xxx “Um, Ma’am,” Caesar stammered. “Come in,” Jake said, finally breaking the awkward silence between them. And it all belonged to Alicia Burke. Jake reached out, fearful that Caesar might fall over. She practically threw him back into his limo and told him to ‘scat’!”
Jake laughed. She sighed again, just to make sure it had actually been her making that erotic, lonely sound. He didn’t want to share food with her, or talk with her, or anything ‘with’ her. She hadn’t wanted to continue that merciless pounding after having an orgasm. She felt sorry for him, but
