Stan looked across the bed. Anne lay looking utterly relaxed in her sleep. Once more Stan marvelled at her beauty. He couldn’t believe what she’d ...one for him the previous night on the sofa, it had been an utterly unselfish act. He knew that he should reciprocate, but Anne looked so sweet in her sleep that he didn’t want to wake her. Stan carefully slid out of bed and padded into the bathroom for his morning pee. After washing his hands and brushing his teeth he grabbed his electric razor and. “What’s your name?” The guard asked, looking down at his clipboard.“Alison Rook, Operations Manager,” I said.The guard scanned his clipboard, and then replied. “Alright, Miss Rook. May I see some identification?”“ID? Really?” I asked, perturbed. “I need my ID to go up to my own office?”“Sorry, ma’am. It’s protocol,” the guard replied patiently.I snorted, rolling my eyes. Lowering the kick-stand with my heel, I twisted around to unsnap the storage pack behind me. Peering inside, I realized that. “You like what you saw?” Gisela said walking towards me. Her blouse buttons were undone and I could see her bra underneath. Her short skirt sat low on her hips and her stomach was flat. A small belly ring blinked in the light and as she stopped next to me, her breasts pushed against my arm. Nervous as I was about my punishment I could feel my dick stir. I could swear I felt her erect nipples through my shirtsleeve. Her hand reached up towards my chest and in a quick movement, she unbuttoned my. Having satisfied whatever little hunger I had, I sat back and drank, moved out from the table a little and lit a cigarette. My young photo subject came and served me, then shyly offered me a piece of paper; it had her name – Vang – and an address, and she asked if I could send her copies of the photos I had taken. I promised I would, asked her how old she was – 17, so I had been way out with my own estimate, as I often was with Asian youth – and if this was her family’s restaurant; she said it.