Indecision clouded his mind. Then he summoned his courage, seized his cell phone, flipped it open, and dialed."Hello?" The voice was soft and tiny."He...lo, may I speak to Sasha, please?" This is Sasha." I would like to inquire about your rates and if it would be possible to reserve some time with you?" "I have a 15 min..." The words all seemed to blur in his ear and the crackle of the connection made it even harder to hear her soft voice. There was a silence and he realized that she had finished. Fucking their Blonde pussies would cost twice the average and fucking their smooth small Nordic asses would cost actually two-and-a-half times the original amount," Marina chuckled to him in plain English.The 19 Blondes and Katherina (woman from Spain) sighed as their owner was cruelly humiliating them by stating what they once were.Alberto and his friends looked at all 20 women."One of them is the Swedish Prime Minister right??" asked Albeto, in Spanish.His cock was stiffening under his pants.. I was also walking funny because of the huge plug in my ass.Guys stared at us as we sauntered through the bar to find my mom. She was at one of the bars with the other girls. They were flirting with men all around them. My brothers Buddy and Lewis were home being babysat by Lori and George. Kiwi was hanging around like a wallflower trying to fit into the rowdy crowd of tourists and locals.A local band was playing Jessie’s girl when we walked in to the room.“Oh god, what have you been doing? You. " What do you mean?" Come on, Jimmy, she's special. Special like Lizzy was before you met her. Not the same way, of course, but you've heard Bob: she knows when you're in trouble. She's linked to you somehow, and while I'm sure it has something to do with your energy, I'm not sure that's all of it. I don't want to take the chance of her spotting you in a dream and remembering it in the morning. Besides, Susan would probably appreciate knowing you were okay too." Okay. So what do you want for.