I strutted over to her, feeling more feminine by the second, my cock was really enjoying this, I could feel myself getting wet against Melanie's panti...s and it was turning me on."I like the outfit honey, you obviously have good taste" I arched a heel on the ground, and swished the dress round a bit. "Thanks, your wardrobe is a dream to me, can't understand why Paul would want you to stop dressing like this every day", Melanie smiled, eyeing me up and down."Come sit beside me, show yourself off,. At first it was just spare time work, always in London, the agency would call me and ask if I was available when they had a client and if I was I would do it. Slowly I built up a clientele of women who would ask for me specifically and very soon my ability to perform a very good massage also became well known. The agency used a website to advertise their male and female escorts where clients could search through the available escorts and choose the one they wanted for themselves. As my fame. .. but you already know my name." She frowned, "How did you know?" "I must have seen it on your name badge," I lied. "I don't wear a name badge," she frowned. "To be honest," I started slowly, "I don't know your name. You just looked remarkably like someone called Laura." "Oh, how strange," she smiled again. "I am actually called Laura. I was named after my Grandmother's sister, Laura Pendleton. She died the day I was born so my mother named me Laura." I couldn't reply. My tongue seemed. She shouldered the pack and moved to her lover’s side. ‘Okay, Babs, here we go.’ She lifted, turned and guided Barbara into a sitting position then helped her to stand. The redhead swayed a little, but was able to balance. ‘That’s my girl, you’re doing good.’ ‘I’m your girl?’ ”Course, Babs.’ Shelly sublimated her anger for later. ‘Oh, goody. I wanna be your girl.’ ‘And I wanna be yours,’ Shelly answered. ‘Now let me open the door and we’ll go home, ‘kay?’ ”Kay. Do we need to tell Steph, ‘bye’?’.