They were speaking in Russian so I cleared my voice and questioned, "What the hell is going on?"They all began talking at the same time, this time in ...nglish, but it was almost as bad as when they were speaking Russian.Finally the older woman said, "Shhh! I will tell the story."Banzai and the younger girl began making out (the lucky bastard) while the older woman said, "My name is Masha, we were at the local bar when a drunken person broke the rat track..."I interrupted, "Rat track, what the. This was just like the last time in the studio, she purred to herself… She stared wantonly into the lens as she worked her fingers slowly inside the top of her thong, her expression right out of a porn magazine—hot, smoky and full of need. She had the look of a sexy woman who not only promised everything, but who was going to instantly fulfil her promise. Her knuckles began to move teasingly beneath the silk material. She was no longer in the studio—she was in her bedroom, pleasuring herself. I got up and walked over to them in person because I didn't want to leave a paper trail for what I had planned. I also wanted them to see what I was wearing to make sure they showed up. I had on a very short and very tight black leather mini skirt with zippers in front, thigh high black leather boots with 5" heels and a tight black turtleneck sweater - I needed something about me to be semi-professional.Tom's desk was closest, I walked right into his cube and sat down opposite of him. He was. While the application was printing Anne started rummaging through her purse on my desk. As it became clear that she couldn’t find what she was looking for, she lay the purse on the floor. Of course this meant that she had to uncross and spread her legs leaving her pubic area completely exposed. Wanting to give the guys an extended look, I quickly placed the renter’s application in front of Anne for her signature.Knowing that Anne would want to display her treasure as long as possible, I figured.