I like a clean pussy too, now and then.” She laughed when the maid’s eyes grew big.The young girl washed her body with soap and water, then change... the water and washed another time, taking special care to clean her snug little pussy that hardly grew any hair.She sat in a big soft-cushioned chair beside the bed where her father slept. She became sleepy and slouched down in the chair, her legs open wide as she dozed. She awakened when she felt the gaze of the naked man lying near her. He was. Kim was deep in conversation with Hugo, who was looking embarrassed by this. Jacqui reflected that Kim might have waited; it was well known that Hugo and Martha were very close and he was clearly very upset by the loss of an old friend and colleague. Hugo extricated himself from the conversation with Kim and came over to where Jacqui was standing talking with Alf and Peter.Taking her aside he said, "You and your little sadist brothel belong directly to me now, Jacqui. I shall insist that. I felt a hell of a lot better after resting from our 24 hour traveling odyssey. I found a mound of supplies on the kitchenette's counters when I went to start coffee. Waiting for enough black goodness to fill a mug, I went through it and nodded. He'd made good selections. Including some breakfast rolls that I tore into. Something in the air here was keeping me ravenous.Sitting with a mug of strong, black caffeine I got out the phone book and the English/Spanish dictionary I'd brought and slowly. It was a miracle that anyone lived afterwards, though he supposed fortune often smiled on the chosen few. He just thought he wasn't one of those."W-Where...?" he began slowly, his mouth barely functioning and his words were choked behind gauze and the sheer taste of a metal and plastic tube combination shoved down his windpipe. He could barely move his head to see where, or whom, was in the room with him, much less what type of room he was in, but the sound of a scurrying person leaving the.