”“I see.”“And he kept trying to nuzzle my bush too, the monochrome little pervert.”I chuckled. “That’s why no more sets with him?”Lia ...hrugged. “Kind of. Part of it was I get some new bears and I worked some sets with them, they clicked a little more than I clicked with him, then you came along and the rest is history, haha. Maybe I should get the older bears out again, not just Mister K...”“Why not mix them up? I know you did that one set of you on the bed with some of them together, but why. Rose Fuller lost her appetite, hardly slept, didn't feel like keeping up with her hygiene, and her business suffered. She couldn't get up the energy to order or deliver to her customers. Angie and Angel carried on with most of the work as they wondered what happend to their boss. She was so listless and depressed they didn't know why she came in at all.Danielle attended the symphony with Mort Jensen. It took him over half of the concert to get up enough nerve to hold her hand. When she didn't. Still looking at herself, she can't figure out why Giuseppe ignores his beautiful wife and his loving daughters. Back in the day, she was her Italian Stallion but had grown into a fat, lazy, pathetic excuse for a man who somehow can't even get hard for her. However, she's learned something that has made her livid beyond belief. Something she could never forgive him for: cheating with another woman. Not just any woman either, but an ugly, used up old whore who looked to be in her mid 40's with. He saw the embarrassment fade from her face as a naughty grin appeared.“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” she giggled.“I did,” Stuart replied. “In fact, I was wondering if you did requests.”He slid two crisp £20 notes across the counter. “Perhaps you could buy something a little racier to wear next time?”She bit her bottom lip as she grinned and swiftly slid the money out of sight. “Any particular time suit?”“My mobile number is written on one of the notes,” Stuart whispered. “Text me when you are.