I will not give you pin number.’ She giggled again. ‘Fair enough.’ ‘And we can pass on any question, and ask for a replacement. But then we ha...e to answer the replacement.’ ‘My goodness, you do think things out.’ He wanted to reach out and touch her, maybe run his fingers over her cheek, but he controlled himself. It was all about control. It was about controlling himself and then, eventually, controlling her and her reactions. ‘And do we have to wait for our next turn for follow-up questions?’. I know you are stressed and on the razor's edge. Maybe, I canhelp with that. I know you will enjoy and relax." With that she loosedher robe-like dress and let it fall to the floor. She was wearing a verysheer, lace, white bra. She also had on tiny white lace trimmed panties.I stood there dumbfounded. Lauren just giggled and said, "Now this isone of the great fringe benefits of this job. I love giving pleasure andhelping men and women relax." She slowly moved close to me. I couldsmell a. ‘Just give me five minutes, okay?’ said Jeri. After a few minutes, her work area was ready. With my right palm up on the armrest, Jeri prepared my skin with a mild moisturizer. The combination of her soft, gloved hands and her model looks had my penis hardening. I silently grimaced, closed my eyes, and tried to concentrate on other things. I surreptitiously placed my free arm over my crotch and prayed she didn’t notice. I hope she doesn’t get offended… God, she’s beautiful… This is strictly. I'm not sleeping with a whore, I'm with a lover, tender, vulnerable and sometimes funny. It rips me apart that I can't protect you, all I can do is hold you and hope it will get better. Let me hold you now, just hold you and be with you and when you're ready, you'll have a bath and a real meal, and then we'll sleep, just sleep, and you'll know you're not a whore. Not to me."Maria looked up at DeeDee, squeezed her hand. 'Yes I am. Especially with you. From the first, for a meal, for clothes, for.