? I became confused, what was he talking about, I knew I was a late bloomer when it had come to puberty but why was he so bothered that I had no hair,...and that excited.?Why are you calling me a girl.? I said my voice muffled as it was pressed into the floor. I felt a large foot press onto the back of my head and knew not to speak.?Well don’t you know you’re our new bitch, in fact you’re my new bitch! And you’re smooth as they come, just like a real girl what more could I want. Now I can fuck a. “May I ask you a great favour?”“No problem, sir,” Peter responded.“When your shift ends would you mind delivering three cognac glasses to our suite?” Chuck replied, holding up the tag displaying the number of their compartment.“No… not at all, sir,” Peter replied.“Great,” Chuck answered. “We have a bottle of Martell Cordon Agent that we would like to share with you,” Chuck concluded.After placing a very generous tip on the table, Chuck and Billy arose and left the dining car.When they arrived. I passed Janine in the hallway and we smiled and winked at each other. I wanted to ask her how things went with Alex, but I figured I'd find out soon enough.The stench of cigar smoke was nauseating as I stepped in his office. Viktor was a heavy-set guy who spoke with a noticeable eastern European accent and seemed to have a hard time keeping his shirt tucked in beneath his bulbous belly. Pictures of his kids dressed in soccer uniforms were on mounted on the wall and seemed strikingly out of. Bente fastened the wrap loosely around her hips but left her breasts bare. When we reached the room she turned and kissed me. ‘Now, when she comes I want you out of the way while I prepare her. You’re going to like it.’I nodded and went into the bathroom. Soon there came a knock at the outside door, and Bente went to answer it. She led the girl into the hallway where I could observe them through the crack in the bathroom door. The girl had removed her skirt and wore only the tight purple.