We took a break he was laying on his back and I was laying on his chest. We talked for a good time I might think 20 minutes or so. well after t...lking for a good time I said to myself ok, already gave him time to recover so let's do something to turn him on again, and I moved up and starting kissing him, this time just part of my body was on his I was more like on a side but kissing passionately and also with my left hand grabbing his cock and playing with it that quickly got hard again. Atiny black beret and shoulder strap purse completed the picture of asleazy prostitute. Tall red heels clicked sharply on the floor as I leftthe tiny dressing room and strutted over to Clarisse. I was a littleembarrassed by my brazen appearance, but none of the other shoppers paidany attention to me. Clarisse surveyed me critically. "Hmmmm, no," she mused, "but it's astart. Here, try this." She handed me another outfit.And so it 'went for the better part of an hour. Clarisse picked outcostume. .. and you were so right... so right, ma chere." He began to blend drinks, finally, carrying back two glasses. He seated himself on the edge of the couch and handed her one.She took it and tasted it. It was a gimlet. She preferred scotch. Well, whatever the hell it was, she needed it. She said: "Why did you invite me here?" I wanted you," he replied simply."Wanted me... ?"He turned to face her quickly, his handsome face breaking into a smile, then a laugh... a harsh, almost brittle laugh. "I. Still the sounds of the city drifted into the apartment. Suddenly, we heard a screech of tires braking hard and a car loudly honking. As people do, we got up and walked to the window to see what was going on. We looked down, and saw that there had been an almost accident between a car and a bicycle. Two guys were shouting at each other, blaming the other for the near collision. The window was quite narrow, and we were half-standing half-hanging out to be able to look down. Our shoulders.