. the business was going well, like everything that starts and I met Vanessa, a 19 year old girl who called herself a perigone, she was very beautiful... she went out with several guys, he would take her to her house and have sex with them, then he would tell his colleagues… I thought it was all very funny, and we both exchanged several ideas about his sexual adventures. One day I had a problem, I got pregnant and my belly grew, I couldn't take any more work, and I closed the store on the advice. A true hour-glass figure. Her stomach was flat and toned and showed how well she looked after her body. Her thighs looked muscular but not over-developed and paid testament to her daily run as did the shapely calves. She turned round and twisted back to inspect her ass which smoothly rounded. “You’ll do,” she thought to herself. She sat in front of the mirror and applied her make-up. Besides the glossy red lipstick she kept it subtle and constrained. That way it showed the shape of her mouth. I gave her a call. Her voice was the same cheery voice that I remembered. We chstted for a while. She invited me over to visit and meet her hubby.Later in the week I went for a visit. When she answered the door, she was wearing shorts and a halter top. She was as hot as I remembered, petite and built like a brick shithouse. She gave me a huge hug and a kiss on the cheek. She offered me some wine. I declined saying I was a beer guy. She said come meet D. Grabbed my hand and led me upstairs. She. Amidst the groans around their table, he slid down into chair, threw back the last sip of beer in his mug and smiled sheepishly at Tasha as she beamed back at him."I guess I'm all yours for the hour, my dear." Oh no, it's not that easy," she laughed. "The bet was an hour, not this hour. I've got plans to make for you, dearie."Davis laughed, but a tinge of worry had crossed his thoughts. It took most of the next pint to get rid of the feeling completely, but when they parted at the end of the.