“You can finish that in a minute. Pull your hair up and close your eyes, kitten. I have a surprise for you.” Reaching both hands up, I pull my bl...nde hair into a bun. Placing my hands back at my side, I take a deep breath and close my eyes. I love your surprises and I can feel my body responding already to the excitement of receiving one from you. I feel your hands on my shoulders, rubbing them lightly. You lean over and plant wet kisses on one side and then the other of my neck. My skin. Life has been quite lonely since I started to work, moving to a new city starting new life since I have no girlfriend life is quite boring I was staying in a room near my office, it’s a two storey building, I live in the top floor, just a few blocks away lives the building owner with his wife, about his wife her name is seema wife she is a hot lady may be in her thirties fair complexion tall with big ass and boobs, while her husband is bit older comparing to her, she always used to wear makeup. He had a small smile on his face, and I waited for him to ask me to do something else but it never came. “Very nice Sara. Your tits are perfect and I love your ass, it looks great in that thong. I think I can knock off twenty-five dollars for the pills, how does that sound?” Only twenty-five dollars for seeing my tits and ass? I didn’t need to think about it, it didn’t matter, the money wasn’t the issue. “Sounds fair.” I reached into my purse and handed him 225 dollars and he handed me. It’s as good as you’ll ever get at sea.’ ‘Thank you.’ Gwen, very glittering in her gown and small tiara, went to the piano and sat on the padded stool. ‘Mr Randall Jones please nominate a piece you wish me to play.’ He stood, very elegant in his tuxedo, ‘When Irish Eyes are Smiling’ if you please. ‘Oh Mr Jones, I’m afraid I play only classical music and for children at the under age ten birthday parties of my relatives. Captain, your request please.’ ‘No stop!’ said Mr Jones still standing. ‘My.