.. and our conversion rate is up thirty percent. Does everyone know what conversion rate means?" His gaze again swept over the attendees. "A little ma...keting talk -- conversion rate is the percentage of customers who respond to an ad that actually end up sending a check. This is what marketing is all about. You can have the greatest product in the world but no one will buy it if they don't know it exists. With ads like this, they know."Kirk again paused to let his audience grasp what he had. Her face was flushed, and I could tell that the torture was turning her on somewhat. She leaned forward feeling for my lips. She got a hard face-twisting backhand slap in response. ?Who do you work for, Heather?? I repeated as I picked up a cane from the shelf. I hadn’t oiled it or used it in a while, and it seemed a tad dry. But looking at Stephanie’s body, I realized she was already perspiring, so it would be fine. I walked back to her and stroked the cane across her breasts.?Come on. Who do. I said, "Why sure, where do we go?" Maryann led me into the back bedroom which had a big king-size bed that took up the whole room, there were blacklights and candles burning. The windows were covered with thick drapes which shut out all the light making it seem like nighttime. Carolyn was already naked and on the bed with her massive tits looking like big mounds of jelly on top of her chest, and they kinda rolled around when she moved. Maryann shed her clothes in minutes and I got the. He was taking long, slow strokes into Goody's cunt from behind. "Don't stop, Ted," Jan said as she walked up to them. "I'm so happy to meet you at last Goody! Dot made me jealous, and horny, every time she talked about you." Goody and Ted stood up so Goody could shake hands with Jan. Jan looked at Goody's naked breasts, then covered them both with her hands. Rather, she tried to cover Goody's breasts with her small hands. "Your breasts are as beautiful as Dot said." "I'm happy to meet you too,.