" She finally came out of it, and sat down on the bed. She put her hand on my stomach – dangerously close to my still rock-hard cock, I thought. "Ho...ey, I've seen everything there is to see on you... although, not for a while, I admit. You've... um, been developing nicely, I see. Nothing to be embarrassed about." Jeez, Mom, I'm embarrassed that I was standing in front of you with a hard-on." Honey, that's perfectly normal, especially in a young man your age. I'm your mom and I love you, and. " But why me?" You have the necessary qualifications."The interviewer looked at her. As far as she was concerned being female and having a pulse were the only qualifications she could think of for such a job. She shuddered; she didn't like this one little bit, but she was under just as much compulsion as this poor girl."The last woman we sent didn't suit them, too old they said, and they've threatened us with legal action if we don't send someone who is suitable for the position. I don't like. We got to her house about 25 min later. "Thanks!" she said. "No problemo!" "Hey why don't you come inside?" She said. "Sure!" I replied pulling out my keys and going inside with her. Soon she is showing me all around her house. We got to her bedroom last. "Wait here." She told me and went into her bathroom. A couple minutes later she comes out in nothing but high heels. I noticed she had huge tits and a cock!!! She started walking over to me and pushed me on the bed. I was starting to get. Mathew waited a few minutes by one of the namesake tapestries that hung on the walls of the bar. His eyes scanned the room, looking for a certain lady, Sally DeKampe. Sally was the daughter of one of the managing partners of the resort. She was tall, slender, and had the perfect figure for a young woman of twenty-three. Sally had long black hair and blue eyes that sparkled when she smiled. The smile brought out perfect dimples. Mathew saw Sally after a few minutes, sitting at the bar. She was.