" And?" demanded Kyle."And my rear, " she said, her eyes falling downward."Except whores don't call it their rear, do they Mom?" My ass," she cried, "... love for them to look at my ass!" And there"s one more thing you just love to show, don't you, mother?"My nest," she said trying to squeeze her legs together even more as the young companion looked for the visual reward between her legs."Come on now, mom," laughed Kyle as his grip tightened, "That's not what you tell me you want to show. ” His voice dropped to that persuasive purr she remembered so well, the one that haunted her thoughts. “Think about how it felt to have me down there, my tongue on you. Remember that? I do … your sweet taste, the clear honey of your excitement … oh, yes, I remember.” “Stop it,” she moaned, his words bringing an unwilling resurgence of arousal. “The way you slowed down,” he continued. “So as not to let it be over with? You wanted to spend, Constance. You needed it, craved it. Remember what it. The elevator gave a soft ding to indicate its arrival. As the doors opened and Dan turned to look behind him, Carly saw a nearly naked blonde standing in the elevator.He raised his voice, "Get lost," and took his hand from Carly's waist to wave the blonde away, adding, "Tell Josh I'll take the first one."Before it occurred to Carly to join the blonde in the elevator, the doors slid shut and she heard the sound of the elevator moving.As Dan turned around, Carly looked at the tall dark-haired man. She looked back up at her client and smiled, giving him just the hint of a wink from the corner of her eye.He smiled back in anticipation of what she was about to do.She knew what was expected of her, and she wasn’t about to disappoint.She was quietly confident of her own abilities, knowing that she was an expert in the fine art of sexual gratification. It was a talent that had made her a lot of money, and had brought her all the way here, to America, from the quiet English suburbs where she.