It was getting later in the day, so not as many people was on the street. However, after a few min a likely target came walking towards him.She was pr...perly in her mid thirties, tall, blonde and wore a suit, which suggested to Peter that she was coming home from work. When she walked by him, he put his hand on her shoulder and made her stop."Sorry, can I ask you something?" he say to her, while keeping his hand on her."Sure" She said with a bit of firmness in her voice. It seem that while she. When the clock finally passed 9 o’clock, my shift was over, and Rachel was the only one left in the gym. Making my way towards her, I kindly let her know, “Hey Rachel, As 9 o’clock finally came around, Rachel was the only one left in the gym. God was she at it. She was hitting that machine like there was no tomorrow. Her tits were just begging to be let free from their restraints. Fuck was it a sight. Starting to walk towards her, I kindly stated, “Hey Rachel! We’re getting ready to close.”. "That's too bad" he sympathsized."Maybe we could help..." he concluded, nodding in the direction of the older bellman. I liked that idea and he could tell I liked it by the rockhard erection pushing out the front of my pants. He turned and conferred with his older co-worker. After a few head nods and a couple hell yes's, he turned back to me and said he and Booker might stop by our room in a little while to relieve my wife's frustration if that was okay with me. I assured him it would be our. ’ I don’t know whowas more surprised – Priscilla or me – when the womangiggled `that’s little ol’ me.’ This woman looked like thestereotyped teenage boy’s fantasy woman and Priscillaremembered her as being nothing more than an ugly-ducking Financial Wizard from Harvard. You can see why Iwas stunned.”“I’ve heard that rumor before. That most of the women arewomen who’ve got the brains and education to do anythingthat they.