Her father was principal violinist with the Los Angeles Philharmonic, her mother a cellist with the same ensemble. Although she was a pretty good pian...st, singing was her true love, and her parents encouraged her to make a career in music. Sasha wasn't interested in opera, a fact that caused concern with her father. He had wanted her to become a soloist, but her mother only wanted her to be happy with singing and in life. When Sasha became enamored with rock 'n roll her father disapproved, but. These people will work if the work is there.”I’d come to like most of the people I’d met here. They were friendly people for the main part and just trying to get by in a troubled economy. The only guy I’d had a run-in with was a self-appointed arsehole.He hated tourists, especially if they didn’t smoke his weed or buy his pills. Adnan had warned me about him. One of his dealers had approached me the first week I was here and had a hard time accepting that I didn’t touch the stuff.When they. I gathered my cloudy thoughts, and headed to the bathroom as well. I started the shower and Sean was grabbing his clothes. Sean came to me, thanked me, I tugged on his cock and said we will meet again right.. he laughed and said for sure.... I slipped into the shower, and he left. I took a long cool shower, as I lathered up, my worn pussy oozed with Seans cum. Something I had never done... But it was was so intense.I dried off, got dressed and a snack. Another glass of wine to chill out from. Jogging for awhile, the sounds of Britney Spears Circus pounding in her ears, she did not hear the car pull up beside her, or that she was being called. She didn’t notice anything until the man stood in front of her.She stopped, startled, "Who are you?" she asked, half recognizing the man, but hoping it was not true."That’s not nice after last night Emma" he replied confirming her fears. It was Phil, the barman from last night. "Mike has sent me to get you, he needs some assistance, and you fit.