She steps back and admires her daughter. I take this time to look at her. I cannot believe she is my mom. She has a perfect hour-glass figure, complet... with full c-cup breasts. Her brown hair stops at her shoulder, and her eyes make any man desire her the moment they see them. I also have a hour-glass figure, but I am more on the skinny side. I have b-cup breasts, which are perky. I hate them so much. My blonde hair stops at my waist, and I am complimented on it very much when I go out. My eyes. I want it to be exciting for him, very exciting, and I want to watch. It’s all about sexual pleasure for both of us, but my man especially.”Next morning the concierge arranged a meeting in the coffee shop with ‘what might be a suitable man, who has a good reputation.’Garth was very attractive, tallish, blond, well built and most articulate as we discussed what we wanted him to do for us as we finalised the arrangements. “Three this afternoon in your room, looking forward to pleasing you.”At two. As the plane descends to a small airstrip between the trees, the clean air of distant winds, so unlike the pollution of Nairobi, fills his lungs and fortifies his spirit. She is no longer upset with MM’s attitude. Better than the cold Boston weather and boring journalism classes.A jeep picks her up and takes her to a pretty circular building with wooden walls and a palm leaf roof. Above the door is a sign on which is written: “Welcome to Paradise”.A tall, German-looking woman greets her with a. Margot pulled away turning to the girl, " And Janet your daughter here?" Dan felt flummoxed. He'd not given much thought to the four-year old nuisance of yesteryear. Now here was a slender little beauty. Rich brown hair framed her freckled face and sparkling dark brown eyes gazed into his. She reached her mothers shoulder; having outgrown the school-dress she wore, budding nipples thrust at the bodice. Her mother tugged her forward, "Give Dad a kiss and a welcome Janet and show him into the.