"My Tommy liked to dress...he loved smart clothes! When you saw my Tommy, despite where he came from and his East End accent, when you saw him dressed... you respected him because he knew how and what to wear! He knew everything about what looked good on any man! He was never wrong about his fashion!"She opened the wardrobe doors - all I could see were lines of suits, shirts, ties, and glass cupboards with men's cuff links and silk hankies - they were amazing and very expensive. She closed the. If what she said was true,she'd regain a sense of self that wasn't quite the same as the lustyvixen he'd spent his afternoon with, and he didn't want her running outon him.Not when such an opportunity had at last landed in his lap. Not when heplanned for her to land in his lap a great many more times.It was light when Jo drifted into wakefulness. She'd been dozing, halfsleeping, for an hour or so beforehand, and so sat up feeling refreshed.For the first time in days, the fatigue was gone. She'd. Whilst Jenna and Louisa awaited their food talk turned to why Louisa was visiting LA and Louisa said she needed a break from her parents constant arguing. As Jenna asked why they where arguing someone caught the corner of her eye.Louisa followed Jenna's eye line and saw a tall handsome guy and instantly knew that Jenna had blushed up from the long lingering looks she was giving him. And before she could say anything the waiter returned with their order with which Louisa slips him her cell. “This is a lap dance not a fuck session and one of the rules is – no grabbing the dancer,” she growled. “Please, I want – I need – to cum,” the blonde breathed out, her lips twisting with the distaste of begging for it. Bree leaned in and kissed her fully on the mouth and slipped her slim fingers inside the waistband of the blonde’s panties and down – until she encountered a veritable old growth forest of pubic hair. ‘My God, doesn’t this woman at least trim her vulva?’ Bree combed through.