And I put a few on, andshe took the pics but it just looked strange, kind of funny to see themsticking out over the lingerie. I looked at the pics and...I knew that they werenot good enough for you. You would want more. So I asked Chantel if she wouldmind if I took off my shirt for a few pics. (What!) She freaked out. Shestuttered and stammered that all she wanted to do was return and borrow somemovies. The drunk was nice and she was having fun, but it was time for her togo home. She was looking. A second rush of sexual liquid squirted out, but without the force of the first. The Contessa took long, deep breaths - after two more pushes she finally relaxed back into the seat, exhaling a loud sigh. I slid the intimate device from her and turned off the switch, setting it aside. "I trust my Signorina is more relaxed?" I enquired with a smile. "That seems to have released your hysteria." "Oh doctor - bellisimo. That was the most wonderful ..." she exhaled a deep sigh, a look of sheerest. ” “That sounds wonderful,” I said. She leaned in for another kiss and our tongues battled with each other as it became passionate. I pulled away, not wanting both of us to get all hot and bothered right away, and heard Michelle sigh as I pulled back. “Why don’t you go upstairs, take a nice hot shower and get dressed and I’ll just make sure the table is set for dinner.” She smiled and replied, “Okay.” I grabbed the bag of food from Michelle’s hand, and as I moved towards the kitchen, she gave me. I'd told them to let her have some decent clothes as long as she was behaving. When I got there I could see that she was making an effort to impress, she'd obviously been well enough behaved to keep the guards happy. Or maybe she'd been using some other talents to achieve the same ends.One thing that I'd found while working for Clegg was there wasn't much time for civilised conversation with the guests. It was a pretty much relentless production line that ran them from the pick up point to the.