M. here in western Utah. I heard the phone ring then suddenly I heard a deep male voice say, "hello? Sean Vandeventer speaking." I gasped then managed...to say, "Mr. Vandeventer, my name is Nancy Armstrong, my brother's name is Raleigh Armstrong. The reason I'm calling sir is my brother and I want to meet you and personally thank you for saving our lives sir."He was silent for a moment then said, "you were the children on the motorcycle that day?" I grinned, "Yes sir, except we're all grown up. Somehow I had becomesandwiched between their soft, warm bodies. "Uh... of course, MissDenise. It... It would be an honor," I said."Oh, yay!" Miss Denise said. "Here, let's sit in bed and we can talk'girl-talk' while you _'have the honor'_ of brushing my hair." Perfect! You kids have fun," said Mrs. Roberts, as she left the two ofus together.And so I fetched a hairbrush from the dresser and joined Miss Denise onthe bed. As I brushed her hair she chatted on about articles she hadread in Cosmo. She was very conscious about her status and the fact that I had to follow her instructions. I did not mind at first, as long as it was in the best interest of my client.What made a stronger impression on me was that she had a beautiful face, deep blue eyes and sensuous lips. I could not see her body, as she was mostly sitting behind her desk. At the second consultation she really became bitchy about small detail, but I swallowed my pride and kept a straight face, being the professional I am. Judy: Kutta, please clean my hands!Me: What?I didn’t understand. She moved her hands towards my mouth and asked me to suck her fingers one by one. I took each finger and started to suck. After sucking all her fingers. She asked me to lick her palm as it had some food particles on it. After cleaning her hand fully, she said.Judy: Kutta, do you drink?Me: Yes, momma. Why what happened?Judy: Can we have a drink tonight?Me: Yes why not! Momma, I didn’t know that you drink.Judy: Yes, I used to drink.