" Opening her robe and stepping out of it, Meagan pleaded, "You can touch anything that's not covered."Peter hesitated, but couldn't resist Meagan's r...quest. He looked up and down the gorgeous teen, clad only in her bra and panties, as he decided where to start. First he stroked the teen's arm, then her leg below the calf. As he used the lightest of feathery touches, Meagan immediately realized something she had been doing wrong. "Oh! I've been using too much pressure when I touch myself.". It was Lisa’s first customer of the night. She and John (his actual name) were in Room 5 (of 6). John must have had rich parents, as he visited Lisa in the VIP room two or three times a week. While his ID said he was 21, Lisa was sure he was closer to 17 or 18. He was a good kid. Polite. One of Lisa’s favorites.Lisa was quickly picking up some tricks of the trade, which helped moved things along. If they chose Lisa over some young thin girl, then they were obviously into big boobs, so keeping. Her cheeks were caved in as she sucked hard on his softening penis, trying with some success to reverse the softening process. She pulled him out of her mouth with a ‘slurp’ and he collapsed on the couch. The little minx lay on top of him, snuggling up to him wearing only her blue lace bra. He kissed her smiling mouth softly, his hand sliding down to her ass. He caressed her smooth ass cheek, his eyes gazing down to her cleavage. She had her breasts squished together a little, and the sight was. “I don’t think I’ve ever met a private detective before, Mr. Dow.”“I’m just an old cop, Ms. Gabriel. Retired from the Atlanta PD. I have my own agency now -- a small one -- working out of Atlanta.”“He’s a modest old cop,” I said. “Mr. Dow was Chief of Detectives when he retired. He was highly recommended to me when I made some inquiries about retaining a detective.”“What’d he do for you, Marty? Investigate Mom and me?”“Not hardly. I have the greatest possible faith in you, and in Sarah. No.