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and Lucy. I want you here beside me again tonight, so that I can love you and taste you and play with you.”
    “My clothes are at Lucy’ s…” she pointed out reasonably.
    He smiled down at her.  “We ’ll go and get them.  I have to be in London in the morning at seven, we start filming at nine and so I need to be in makeup and wardrobe by seven…the limo will drop me at the studio and then it will drop you at your office…and after I finish filming, and you finish work, the limo will pick you up and we’ll come back here…and make love again…like we just did…not wild sex like last night, make love, because I have action shots all day next week and I‘ll be tired.”
    “Filming, Mick?  What do you do for a living?”
    Mick laughed delightedly.  “I’m an actor, darling.  A film actor.”
    “I’m afraid I don’t go to the cinema very much,” Jennie told him shyly. “I go to plays and concerts, mostly.”
    “Not to worry, baby. You haven’t missed much not seeing my films.” Mick was smiling happily at her and Jennie thought he didn’t seem at all upset that she wasn’t a film buff.
    Mick was delighted. This remarkable woman was making love to him like that because of the way she felt about him, because of their incredible chemistry, not because of his fame! Oh, he’d be keeping Jennie by his side for quite some time…Thanks again, Dan!
    So they got up, and had some breakfast. It was fun, in his kitchen, making breakfast together. He found her one of his short bathrobes, which came to her ankles and a large white apron and took charge of the toast while she made cheese omelets and grilled bacon. They went back upstairs and retrieved her beautiful dress, and he’d zipped it up, and her shoes, and he’d bent down and helped her to put them on.  But he took her panties, and threw them into a drawer.
    “That’ s your drawer, darling. For your lingerie.  But I don’t want you wearing lingerie today, Jennie. I want my finger up your lovely little honey pot all the way to Dan and Lucy.  In fact, I think I want my fingers up your little honey pot right now, Jennie.  Come here and put your hands on my shoulders like you did last night, baby.  I’m going to put my hand up, under your dress, Jennie. I want to feel you and make you come.”
    Jennie was sure she had died and gone to heaven.
    Eventually, when Mick had pleasured her enough to satisfy him, they got into his Jaguar, and drove over to Lucy’s. They laughed at each other when it became apparent that the logistics of driving the Jaguar meant Mick couldn’t fondle Jennie on the way to Lucy’s.
    “The Porsche would be even more difficult, baby…and it’s the chauffeur’s day off,” he told her sadly. Jennie just smiled at him and wet her lips. It drove him crazy, and he loved it.
    Mick sat at the table and had a cup of tea with Dan and Lucy, while Jennie went upstairs and changed into the trousers and pullover she’d brought to wear on Sunday, thinking they’d go for a walk…but now, she didn’t know what Mick had planned for the rest of the day…but she knew that whatever it was, it would be sexy and enjoyable.
    “She still doesn’ t know who I am, Dan.”
    “When are you going to tell her?”
    “Not until I have to. You don’t know how great it is to be lusted after for yourself, not for your fame….”
    Lucy smiled.  “It won ’t be long before she figures it out, Mick.  She’s a very bright girl. You’re just lucky she doesn’t go to many action films”
    “An incredibly sexy morsel,” Mick smiled.  “She suits me very well. I’m glad she doesn’t go to action films.”
    Jennie walk ed down the stairs, bag in hand, nicely made up, looking quite as if she’d just been loved.
    Mick smiled at her. She smiled at him. He stood up.
    “Dan, I can’ t thank you enough for asking me to join you for dinner last evening…meeting Jennie has been incredible.”
    Dan smiled.  Obviously, Mick had released his