.. We pan away from them, onto a busty blonde-haired beauty – our regular host, the zoo-slut all the way from the Zoo-S-A, Jenna McCartney. It’s a...miracle that neither of the soldiers on guard are distracted by her – because we know we would be! Beside her, standing patiently with his tail wagging slowly, a big American bulldog.Jenna continues her opening monologue, this time to camera rather than in voice-over. “I’m your host, Jenna McCartney, and this beautiful boy here is Cooper ... And. They were a five star hotel, but not for what you might think. In August in the South, thunderstorms tend to delay flights and this August night was no different. The flight from Cincinnati that was due in at 6:00 didn't arrive until 9:30, so I finally got to the hotel at 10:00. The desk clerk was courteous and efficient and quickly checked me in. He mentioned an earlier power failure that caused some panic, but the storm passed, the power was restored and hotel operations were returned to. They walked around looking at high heals and soon a young man approached wearing a tie and asked, "May I help you?" Christy had picked out several styles she liked and the young man ushered her and the shoes to the seating area where they fitted shoes for customers. All of the sudden it dawned on Christy exactly what Dusty had been up to! He knew she couldn't possibly have shoes fitted in that skirt without the salesman being able to see right up it to her pussy!Christy gave Dusty a look of. She opened the front door and ushered me inside. There was a large hallway with a rather grandiose staircase that went round three walls winding its way to the upper floor. She led me into what was obviously the living room with two deep and comfortable sofas and a matching armchair in deep red leather all in a semi-circle in front of an unlit open fire. She turned to me and fixed my gaze with hers.“Take off your skirt.” That same commanding tone, “It too creased to wear. I’ll have it ironed.