Even though I was almost 35 I thought I looked pretty good. Fortunately we hadn't had any children so my body hadn't succumbed to any of the weight an... fat problems that arose out of childbirth. I stood 5' 8" and weighed 118 pounds. My 34C breast had just the beginnings of some sag to them but nothing that would turn a man away. I turned and looked at my rear and noted with pride that my butt still stood up high and proud, above my long, tanned legs. I had light brown hair that set off my blue. De la Fere beckoned his son to come closer to the desk. ‘Son, I am an old man of poor health and I have no grandchild. Why is this? Why do you show no interest in finding a wife to give me a grandson?” The young Comte thought for a moment, then answered his father, ‘Father, forgive me for saying so. I can not find a woman worthy of bearing the rank of ‘Comtesse de la Fere.’ The girls in Berry are beautiful but are just that…girls….and would not live up to the title.’ ‘But, son,’ interrupted. "Relax, baby. I got you." Julia said, as she handed the man a was of hundred dollar bills, totalling $800. He nodded to us, and we went in.The hallway was long and dark, making it hard to tell where you were going. Occasionally, you would see an arrow spray-painted on the wall, visible only because of the nearby blacklight. We stayed to the left side of the hallway, and walked on. Before long, music could be heard in the distance, thumping with bass.The further we walked, the louder the music. My best friend Daniel had fucked her, heck, they had even dated a while back. But it was a 'sex-only' relationship and Daniel wanted something more legit then that so he dumped her for someone else. Brielle wasn't exactly heart-broken, in fact, it was about time she rode a different dick and many boys were on her waiting-list. Today, Brielle somehow looked hotter then ever before. She was wearing a skinny tank-top that did not fail to show a very satisfying amount of cleavage and her short.