She turned and looked at him. Her face inches from his. ‘Yes, wow!’ she echoed. She kissed him… or perhaps he had kissed her. It didn’t seem t... matter. The kiss was different than so many they had shared. So often their kisses were more of an act of consuming one another but these didn’t even allow their tongues to break the contact of their lips. They were almost virginal kisses with great politeness and deep flowing passion. Not the kind that had driven them in their coupling, but the slow. . Right now, at 46 ... She’s still a solid 7.She speaks with a loud, proud, very European sounding accent ... Swedish to be precise. Smiling the whole time as she introduces herself.“Hello. I’m Greta Sorensen ... I’m 46 years old and I’m from Winchester in Hampshire, originally from Helsingborgs in Sweden, and I work for a large tech company ... I’ve come here today to fulfill my strange and perverted fantasy...”We cut to a shot of her sitting on the edge of the bed, her knees apart, thighs. I was sitting on the built-in shower seat soaping my legs and shaving them. Lookingup at her, I smiled and said “Sorry. I felt likerelaxing and took a bit long in the tub.”She gave me one of her lovely smiles. “That’s alright, Ican wait.” She pushed her long dark hair away from herface as she glanced down to look in her purse. Lyssa’s alovely woman, slim, about my height, with a girlishfigure and a lightness of movement that always draws asecond look from men. The pot was pretty large, enough to keep her in the game. "I'm short twenty dollars. You guys like this bikini? How about I take the top off?" Not fair," grumbled Walker. "She should have been out a long time ago." It sounds like a good deal to me," smiled Amos looking at her body as she sat at the table."I'm inclined to agree with Walker," said Frank. "Of course, we have left Amber here in a bind without any money this weekend. I feel guilty not giving her a chance to win her money back.".