It was an easy read and he found himself amazed at the author’s depth of knowledge about him. It was as if she’d personally known him and knew his...feelings on that first day of shooting. He was definitely intrigued. The intercom buzzed and he tore himself away from the computer to answer it. Jenny and couple of her friends had come by, bearing bottles of Grey Goose and Jack Daniels. He forgot that he’d invited them over to celebrate Jenny’s latest project. More people came by and within an. .. I wouldput some different clothes on before answering the door. The bellmanmight want to fuck that cute little ass, too. See you soon, cutie."I left him sitting in the hotel room in his panties that night.Several weeks later, Dave performed for me again. This time with alittle less crying and did an even better job with his makeup. That timehe wore a pink flowery corset with nude nylons and white heels. I alsoloved his soft pink lipstick that night. Our third meeting was evenbetter. . She waited until the end of the day to go talk to him…she had spent most of the day finding the nerve to even begin a conversation and when she knocked on his office door and he called out for her to come in, her hands were shaking. Her heart raced. She felt anxious, as well as foolish…the man most likely didn’t care what she thought…but she still wanted him to know as she opened the door and stepped inside to find him sitting behind his desk, his suit coat cast over the back of his chair while. There was a look of perhaps pain, but more likely anticipation and even fear.“Try to relax baby.” he whispered into her ear as he took one hand off his tool and gently brushed the wet hair out of her face. He kissed her softly and lovingly on her lips and she visibly responded to his kindness and concern.She returned his kiss, rubbing her small chest into his muscular wet skin and very slowly pushed down, then lifted slightly, pushed down again, gently setting up a rhythm that treated both of.