’ I shake my head. ‘The last time I saw him was when I told him I was coming back down here. That was…almost four months ago, now. I’ve talked...to him a few times, but he didn’t have much to say.’ And neither did I…I couldn’t bring myself to tell him anything, other than a cleaned up version of how I became a producer in a Nashville studio. ‘What about music?’ She squints and clicks her tongue. ‘Let’s see…the last I knew, you were getting ready to spend some time at that mixing place.’ I nod.. “I know we have had problems in the past, but thanks for doing this for me.” Mark thanked his sister.“You don’t have to thank me, brother, we’re family, I would do it in a heartbeat.” Steph admitted, before a few moments later she went on to say, “Okay Mark, give me the information that you have.” Which Mark did.After about half an hour of waiting for his sister to find something, she finally said, “Now this is strange, as you would expect the plates were fake, they were under the name of. The spring show was coming up and he was in close contact with themodels trying to determine where he needed to station himself. Heasked Helen about what to expect and she suggested that they have along lunch in the restaurant to talk it over. Having only seen Helenoccasionally for the past months, Josie thought that lunch would beinteresting.------------------"I am here to have lunch with Ms. Winthrop," Josie told Maurice, theMa?tre D."Certainly Mademoiselle Josie," replied the smug. She licked her finger and rubbed it over each nipple and then twisted her nipples. She cupped each tit and lifted them and kind of shook them so he could see. Then she pulled her shirt closed and then opened it several times. She saw a bulge in the mans pants and knew she was turning him on.She then spread her legs and raised her skirt. The man stared at her panties. She pulled the skirt higher and spread her legs. Now he was staring at her pussy. She put her hand inside her panties and rubbed.