She heard closer gates opening then a voice speaking German.Then her gate rattled open, she heard the footsteps of perhaps two men.They continued to c...nverse in German and she only understood a few words. Then a man's presence could be felt as he crouched down before her and took her face in both his hands, her eyes moved upwards from well-polished shoes then up to the man's face. Vanessa could not make out the features of his face, but only saw bright blue eyes taking in her bare body.He. He wouldn’t take the money back. Bianca was equally firm and wouldn’t take the money either. John looked at her. He was very attracted to this girl. At 42 John was much older than she was, but he thought maybe there was a chance she’d go out with him if he tried a little strategy using the argument over the tip as his Trojen horse. “Well Bianca. It seems we have no solution here. I won’t take the money back and you won’t take the money either.” She smiled, but looked firm and determined not. There seemed to be a wicked gleam in her eye most of the time he was out with me."Do something for me?" she asked at the end of our date as she had opened her door for me to leave. We had just finished a very intense make out session when she had abruptly announced that I had to go as she was going to have to get to work early the next morning. My hopes had been temporally dashed for some under the cover action. She saw the look on my face and rubbed herself up against my tightly wound body.I. “What are you looking for, Stevie?”“I’ll tell you what I’ve found,” I replied.“Oh my God. What?” she asked.“I’ve found the most wonderful place on the planet,” I said, and she reached behind to give me a playful slap.“Silly boy,” she admonished. “You’re excited, aren’t you? I can feel your heart beating from here.”“I am excited,” I admitted. “Of course I’m excited. This is the thing I love most and it’s extra thrilling because… it’s you.”“Oh be quiet,” she said and slapped me again. “Listen. If.