Christmas in the Heir (A Locktime Holiday Original)
You want to handle it yourself and pull up uber, but there isn't a driver available anywhere near you, and you don't really know where you are in relation to your motel, especially with your phone dying.
"Yes, please."
"Wonderful. Ms. Maxa has instructed me to make sure you eat your breakfast, sir."
You raise an eyebrow and say you're not hungry, but Moka hops up onto the table and demands that you go down on her.
You want to say "no," but she's absolutely smoking, and you know you would if you weren't locked in this thing...
"Can you help me take this thing off?"
"I can't help you with the...'other thing,' remember? I'll call the car when you finish your breakfast!" she insists.
You deliver three body-shaking orgasms to this virtual stranger who compliments you on your talents, and then tells you that the car is in the driveway.
"Uh, can you give me Max's number, please?" you ask when you realize you have no way to contact her.
"Afraid I can't. She has important meetings until you get drinks this evening...I don't want you bothering her about getting out of your predicament."
You resolve to ask Abby, but you notice her number isn't in your phone anymore.
What the hell?
You sulk out to the car, and tell the driver to take you to the motel, as you try to figure out what to do from here.