We call a pres..." Enough!" snapped the madam. "Rebecca, you know I will not tolerate that sort of talk! And in particular you know how much I abomina...e the use of the 'C' word!"Rebecca bit her tongue and muttered an apology which the madam gracefully accepted."I doubt we'll be working tonight ladies. But should the British remain in our fair capital we may be obliged to open our doors tomorrow under what could be trying circumstances. I suggest you return to your rooms, freshen up then join me. Both men came out of the changing room in identical suits, Michael's resemblance to his mother showing more now that they were both dressed the same. "Ooh!" Gina said, "If I were twenty years younger and not married to his father." Eww! Mum!" Sarah squealed, but she felt butterflies as she saw Michael standing there, embarrassed.As they got out of the car, Michael stole a look at Sarah as her dress followed every curve. Her shapely legs seemed to stretch forever in her matching high heels. He. Her hand sent jolts through me. I stood close to her as we looked around the first floor. Sensing her sexual energy, her sensing mine.”Can I see the bedroom?” I asked with a sly grin. She looked at me and moved to the stairs. She took a couple steps up, then turned to look at me again I stood at the bottom, looking up. My eyes burning a hole through her tight ass in that skirt. She didn’t say a word, she just turned back around and lowered her skirt. I continued to look up and watch as she. Every nerve in her body was expecting to be touched or pricked with something. There was a definite and very pleasant buzz starting between her legs. She hoped he would do something about that, soon, as well. Something very sweet touched her lips. She awkwardly opened her mouth and raised her head forward to find out what it was. Frank was brushing her lips with a small piece of cake. She closed her lips around it, moaning with pleasure at the taste, then realized she had a finger in her mouth,.