Luigi had never seen the man crack a simple smile and would have been astonished to have heard the sound of his laughter. Everyone called him “Waite...” in several different languages but nobody knew his name and it didn’t seem to bother him because he liked the anonymous nature of his calling and the fact he managed to blend in with little difficulty.He was not quite as old as most people thought and his sexual appetites called for buggering old tourist women at their command like a robot with a. I had stashed the dress that I had bought yesterday from my husband. He would have wondered why I was buying a dress when we didn't have anything new planned.I took the little brown bag off the top shelf and pulled out the new garter belt I had bought yesterday and slipped it around my tiny waist. I hadn't worn one of these since our honeymoon and it felt rather strange to be wearing one now.Kathy wanted me to wear nude stockings so I had bought a pair of those and a new pair of black five inch. She couldn't believe how nervous but excited she was as they approached the room. As Brandon opened the large door and she saw the suite she was quite impressed. Brandon was a senior VP at the company and made a pretty good income but this room must have cost a thousand a night she thought. Brandon quickly opened the bottle of pre chilled champagne that was on ice and poured them both a drink. As he gave Michelle her drink he leaned in and kissed her deeply and she felt his tongue pushing into. Bob Blobluto put his Salvation Army BB flat contrabass trombone down, picked up his cell phone and called Richard Widemouth.“Richard” said Bob Blobluto, “This is Bob Blobluto.” “Oh hi Bob!” said Richard Widemouth in a voice that sounded genuinely surprised, “How’s that can coming along?” “It’s full. 85 percent “76 trombones”, 10 percent “Theme from Rocky” five percent warm up and tuning.” replied Bob Blobluto. “It’s all out of my Salvation Army BB flat contrabass trombone“Yeah cool. I gotta get.