I went down the hallway and peered into the first bedroom. It was a home office. I continued down and I found Gaby.Oh how I found Gaby!I found Gaby na...ed. It was the kind of naked that meant she had no clothes on. It was the kind of naked that meant my eyes immediately stared at her tits then went down to between her legs to determine if I could see her pussy lips in the midst of her black pubic hair. That kind of naked."Hi, Kyle," she said smiling. I could tell she was trying to act casual,. "So after a week of battling with my conscience."Look Akhi," I said, "could you, well I mean, well will you introduce me to some of your guys." Sure," she said with a big smile, "they're going to love you with your big tits."My first client was an old guy, fifty something, which seemed very old to me at the time. He was huge, around 6'4" and overweight, not fat exactly, but with more than a few extra pounds. But he was very nice, a gentleman and he had nice grey hair, just like Richard. "Kolin, come in my office and fill in these forms for me and send them over" he requests through the private chat."I'll be right there", I answeredI get up from my desk and head to his office, I'm wearing a pair of killing stilettos, the type of high heels that breaks silence through any hallway, and that makes everyone look your legs, my white blouse buttoned just enough to reveal some cleavage. As soon as I open the door of his office, he takes a good look at me, taking his time to detail. I left him to it and spent the remainder of the morning and early afternoon getting the rest of Tosca's second act into my mind and then going back over everything a couple of times. About 3:00 I heated the leftover quiche, finished most of it and set the rest aside for him, took a brief nap and it was time to head off to the opera house.I'd bought some more sprouts, and I added a few to Asmedogh's quiche, refilled his water bowl, woke him to say I was leaving—he barely stirred—left the door.