Anyway, I came up with this bitter little story.PEARL AND DEAN“Damn it, Dean, careful with that camera gear. Put it in my room, while I check out th... spa.”“On it, Pearl,” I said, trying to ignoring the increasingly snarky attitude that my boss had been using with me recently.Pearl Campbell is a best-selling wildlife photographer and author, her latest work in progress specialising in wetland birds and waders, hence her luxury hotel booking overlooking the Norfolk Broads estuary marsh, awaiting. )Back to the story… When she peeled off her shirt and pants, I started in by caressing the outside of her bra. Then I rubbed her silky pussy lips through the front of her lycra panties. I was already living out one fantasy so I began to lick the lycra which delicately accentuated her tight vagina. This got her off so I kept going. I began alternately sucking her nipples through her bra and tonguing her labia. Her lingerie was soaked with my saliva, so I gently peeled it off and stuffed it under. " Why was I listening to this?Ryan scooped up half a dozen French fries and shoved them into his mouth, no mystery to me why he has a bad complexion.I couldn't keep quiet, "Just what I wanted to hear Ryan." Sorry buddy, but I saw how you were looking at her legs." And stockings", I added."And pussy." He echoed with a smile.Since my new friend was so open and honest, at least I believed he was, with me I barely hesitated to ask. "Doesn't Leanne wear panties?"He giggled, half a fry slipping out. ”I pulled out another hundred. “Will this cover it?” I asked.He smirked as he pocketed the bills, poured me a double and put the bottle in a plain paper bag.I smiled at what I had just pulled off. I had just purchased a bottle of Macallan Anniversary Malt 25-Year-Old Single Malt Scotch whisky for three hundred dollars. Some high-end bars would charge that for a double. Finally, my luck seemed to have changed on this trip. I was in New York to finalize a deal that I had worked on for six months..