The doors on both sides of the limo were pulled open and two men with large guns stood there menacing."Get out, now!" one of the men shouted. Gino mad... a lunge at the man closest to him. A deafening shot rang out. Gino was slammed back onto his seat, a large, hideous hole in the center of his forehead. Angie, her pink gown splattered with Gino's blood, began screaming hysterically. Large hands reached into the limo a pulled Tony from his seat, dragging him from the car. More hands quickly. Looking around her and guessing the costs for a single massage, she imagined the people who could afford them were likely a lot older than her. Sophie had a thing for older men. "What type of clients do you get here?" She enquired. "Businessmen mostly. Most are married, 40s and 50s, but we get some older and younger as well. Discretion is guaranteed here so they feel safe visiting us. Most of our clients are regulars, so you would almost have a schedule of who you would be meeting. Does this. .(that's me)...showed up with his girlfriend Bonnie.Jayney weht to get their order and along the way some old guy lifted her skirt and gave half the lounge a good shot of her pussy. Peter and Bonnie included. Peter smiled as Jayney came to their table ans stood next to him. Bonnie smiled and asked for a paralyzer whilePete's hand went up her skirt and rubbed her pussy. She flinched alitle but didn't stop him as a few guys and girls looked on. As he dipped hid finger into her pussy he ordered a. A lot of people seem to be interested in it.”“No, you can’t have found it now. She told me she lost it. It was the winter cotillion. I gave it to her to wear and she lost it. It almost ruined us. Her mother was dead and the one thing I had to give her, she lost the first time she wore it,” Grover sobbed. “We didn’t speak to each other for months. Then I realized we’d lose each other if we didn’t patch it up. We agreed never to mention it again. Oh, if only she’d known that she had it all along,.