" I am, Sparkman bragged about having a friend who could set him upanytime he wanted for the right price. They were both also on the sameescort missio... for the Cheyenne." We were pulling out onto 14th streetwhen Link and the ladies waved goodnight to us. I cruised down until wewere opposite them, and made a motion to cross at the next corner. Icruised slow letting them get ahead and start to cross.I stopped and they stepped in front of me, then came to the window. Ourtwo party boys might know. Emma filled the glasses and handed one to Amy. “Cheers!” Said Amy, as the glasses clinked. “To a nice journey!” Said Emma. They sipped the wine and sat on their own beds. “Maybe you should come and sit next to me,” said Amy. “OK then.” Emma perched herself on Amy’s bed and she looked into Amy’s eyes. “You’re so pretty,” said Emma. “So are you. I love your green eyes…you should be on the TV too.” “Me…nah! I don’t have the confidence. Anyway, I did English, so what could I do on the TV. “Maybe. “That he was a businessman and it was just a silly one night stand.She had told him that she was pregnant and he had sent her some money and told her never to bother him again.That’s why she had sent the child to go stay with her parents.She was trying to save up enough money so that she could go and live with them and start all over again.She really did miss her little girl.”Marion now asked her.“Was that why she started to work as a prostitute?”Rachel looked at Marion and said to her.“Yes and. ‘….enlevez mon chemisier , fille..I think this…he should see for himself’ and the maid’s fingers were to her mistresses silken blouse taking each button in turn, then slipping it from Yvette’s shoulders lovingly. The maids eyes adoring, caring, her touch tender and knowing on her Lady’s flesh. Yvette’s breasts were spare, small, lovely things. Nipples were pink and standing erect. As if having been deprived hands returned and those nipples became buds pressed and twisted gently in Marie’s.