She smiled and said “I’ll be glad if you set up the table” and so did I. She brought in the food and we began eating in that course we started i...troducing ourselves. I was 22 year old of Turkish ethnicity currently studying international business. She was 35 year old married to a husband who is most of the time abroad due to work and she had a k** of 5 years old, who was at the moment at his grandmother’s home. After the casual introduction we talked about different topics for a long time. It doesn’t make you uncomfortable, does it?” he smiled sheepishly. “No, Sir, not at all. It just took me off guard, that’s all.” I sat back down and went back to filing the paperwork. “If you’re too hot, Rose, you can take your top and skirt off as well, I won’t mind.” I blushed, “Uh, thank you, Sir, but I’ll be fine.” “Shame,” I heard him whisper so I could barely hear it, “I’ve always wanted to see what you hide under there,” “Pardon, Sir?” He looked up, “What? Oh nothing, nothing at all.. " She couldn't help but think of him as her chauffeur, in his sexy suit uniform and the hat, when she started to run to him. "It's you, it's really you," she said while jumping into his arms. "I'm sorry, who are you again?," he questioned as she slowly backed away. With a grin on his face he told her he was just screwing with her. He held her into his arms, not wanting to let go. He pulled her away from him and kissed her deeply and passionately. "C'mon, let's go get your luggage, babe." . Taylor", she heard and looked up, jarred from her thoughts. The receptionist, a curly haired rehead with large boobs straining against a white button-up shirt, was standing there. "Mister Williamson will see you now", said the receptionist, whose name tag read "Katie". Without another word, the woman turned and headed down a long corridor, Hannah hurrying to follow after her. They stopped before a glass door, which Katie knocked on and then pushed open, ushering Hannah inside. Hannah took a.