Do read the details in the first part of the story.We were sleeping together. I am a light sleeper when I am not at home and so woke up a couple of ti...es to see the naked beauty in slumber next to me. But any amount of sucking her breasts or squeezing her bottom did not wake her. So I resumed my own sleep, and slept late, waking up around 7.30 am.Lakshmi was not next to me, so I called out to her. She shouted my name from the bathroom and asked me to join her. The bathroom was obscenely large. “Come have a drink with me,” I suggested, hopefully. “I have a brand new bottle of bourbon in my hotel room.” She perked up at my suggestion. “I’d like that,” she said. Christina sat down on the foot of the bed and kicked off her flip-flops. I grabbed the bottle from my suitcase and poured our drinks into paper cups. She seemed to be deep in thought. I sipped my drink, wondering if I’d said something wrong. “You OK?” I asked. She looked directly at me with her intense brown eyes. “I haven’t. Tears were pouring down her cheeks and she was making little sad noises thru the duct tape on her mouth.She looked beautiful. She was a hot little sporty thing, a hard dancers body. I could see why the boss had wanted her as an example, she was one of the prettiest 13 year olds I had ever seen.Deeper and deeper I drove into the ghetto, I noticed Zandies eyes darting from side to side as I took her into a dark world so far removed from her suburban home. I finally arrived at the carefully chosen. They are perfectly balanced with the rest of my body, and the little nipples sit high on the boobs, pointing slightly up with all the perkiness of a 20 year old college girl. My arms are as long, and slim as my legs, toped with the smooth, rounded shoulders models have. Add my dirty blond hair and big green eyes to the package, and it’s no wonder I’ve been offered money in the thousands by men who wanted me. Satisfied I would make even the straightest young girl consider what I was after, I.