When one of the sales girls had come to chastise her for being naked, Donovan stepped into her mind, now she didn’t care about her nakedness. ‘I�...d be happy to help dress her.’ The clerk answered. ‘What were you looking for in particular?’ ‘I’m thinking of making her a street walking whore.’ ‘That’s illegal here in Darkview. The Man rules here. She could work one of the window booths on Amsterdam Row.’ ‘Bah.’ Donovan cast aside her warning of the law. He poked her mind. In a split second it was. The fabric clung sensuously to her breasts and hips, while circulating air from below that did little to quiet the fire in her groin. She glanced around the room. All was ready. Scented candles were lit on every flat surface. The shutters were open slightly to let cool air in. The cabinet beside the bed was unlocked for the first time in sixteen years, and all that was within it had been cleaned to make sure that it would be ready if needed. Not that it will be tonight, she thought. Tonight was. "I have a surprise for you though, and If you don't like my surprise we will stop right now with no hard feelings, OK?" she said sheepishly."What kind of surprise?" I asked.She walked up close to me and took my hand and drew it to her bulge in her panties and said "about 8 inches of surprise".My heart skipped a beat and i though this is going to be interesting. My reply was to slowly pull her panties aside and stroke her hardening cock."Wow, you really like my surprise?" yeah" I replied. ". Monsieur M owned this hotel, among others.That explained the referral from the ambassador, but not why. Tootsie had said it was urgent. Ambassador or not, it was going to be my name on the visa and I wanted to know what I was getting into.“Tootsie, it’s Michael.”“Hey, Michael, what’s up?”I was pretty sure she knew.“This referral from Monsieur M, María Fernanda, what’s the deal, do you know? What’s the ambassador’s interest?”She was silent.“Tootsie?”I thought I heard a sigh.“Michael, I don’t.