And now, here I was, being presented the opportunity to make my fantasy a reality. Mr. Jones cleared his throat, bringing me back from my daydream. He...handed me a piece of paper and indicated that I should follow the instructions. He then turned and left. I opened the piece of paper and read the instructions as obviously written my Mrs. Jones. The instructions indicated that I was to arrive at the suite no later than 6:45. I was to remove my clothes in the hallway, save for my heels, and place. A salad, fried taters and onions, and a t-bone steak. Soft piano music could be heard and the lighting was low. Marcia was surprised I knew of Chopin's works.A Baldwin grand sat in her parlor and I played her a few pieces. But she had ideas of playing a different tune.She was on the sofa with her blouse and bra off as well as her gold square glasses with those sexy half-moons and pearl styled eyeglass chain. I took the glasses and chain and rubbed the string of beads back and forth against her. " He sat downwith a sigh of relief and spread his thighs wide, looking up at his wifefor further instructions. "PJ isn't allowed to touch her clittie anylonger, either," Pam explained to Jane. "I usually have to make sureit's aimed into the bowl properly, and not about to spray all over theplace." I'm sure my little girl can help with that, too," Jane offered. "Babygirl? Help PJ point her clittie in the right direction, will you?"With a whimper of submission, Daphne reached between PJ's. “Sure Mil,” Connie replied, “why not, I’ll meet you by the elevators in five minutes.” When they hit the lobby Millie asked where Connie wanted to go for lunch. Connie thought about it for a second and replied, “Ya know Mil, I’m feeling a little blue this morning, so what I’d really like to do is go for a quick shave if that’s allright with you!?!” Millie laughed and answered quickly, “Fine by me, let’s go!” The two women entered the salon and went directly to the hostess who was busy taking.