Oh well, you see, the seats were cheaper on weeknights and Arthur and I weren't exactly made of cash.The art exhibitions Arthur dragged me along to se... were a little different. There we had to do some work, and actually hunt down our prey. I can't honestly say we, or rather I, was very successful at those soirees.Geeky old Arthur seemed to be able to pick up a bit a spare at the drop of a hat almost anywhere. God, the other guys back at the office, especially the office wolves, would never have. ”For this one evening?” he asked holding my hand.”No sir, for a life time so long as we are there together. I will be your mistress do whatever you want” I said and let my pallu fall completely.Then I took his hand and guided to my right breast.He cupped it as our lips met for long wet kiss.I gently unzipped his fly and pushed my hand inside. I found his cock semi regid and pulled it free.”I will suck you, you can do me in here or in my ass, whatever position you want, I will be like a whore to. C.J.’s blunt “proposal” jab about Client 147 gave Violett a pang of dread. That particular patron was a very famous actress and as of late had been coming on heavy to Angel. She had even suggested Angel come live with her, to turn their affair into a relationship. Violett liked the girl a great deal and had always been a big fan, but love? And as for her fame, Violett wanted no part of that world or what the tabloids would do about the affair when they got a hold of it. Still, the callous joke. Mike’s. It isn’t open until 11 am so we have 2 hours to have our meeting. Once we are all seated in the banquet hall, I begin, “You will notice, on the table in front of each of you is something called a non-disclosure agreement. If you don’t sign the NDA, you can’t participate in this meeting. I’ll give you a few minutes to read it over.”My girls are used to NDAs having to deal with them in my business. They quickly scan through it to ensure it is a boilerplate version and that there is.