She sipped ginger ale while the others imbibed a mixture of cocktails that seemed to have more and more alcohol each time.She regretted not getting Ph...l’s keycard before he’d left. She could go down and be waiting for him when he returned. She’d packed a negligee, not that she expected it to be on for long. She still had fond memories of the look on his face when she’d treated them both a few months before. She smiled when she pictured him sitting on the couch agog at her. He always made her. She looks pretty. She's probably in her early 40s and has a bit of a loose belly but that is to be expected I guess. She has medium long dark hair and moves very purposefully. I mean, every movement is useful and well timed. Her arms look strong like she is used to manual labor.Mmm, I love real women and I spent the next half hour watching her go back and forth with the boxes. Se intrigued me so much that I forgot my coffee and when I finally took a sip I almost choked and spit it out.. ‘Hey there cutie. Nice to see you.’ Amber managed a half hearted smile, but deep down inside she wished she was anywhere but there. ‘This way,’ Jack said, motioning her to come inside. ‘We might as well get right to it.’ Amber followed him nervously through the house into a small bathroom. ‘What are we going to do in here?’ she asked, getting a bit concerned. ‘You are going to get ready.’ ‘Get ready?’ Jack pointed to a small makeup kit on the counter beside the sink and a black plastic bag. ”“Safer?” Vanessa asked. “Will the knives still work?”“Oh, yeah,” Tanya promised. “But they don’t spin anymore.”Vanessa grinned and slid off the bed, her sexy nylon-clad rump swaying seductively from side to side as she crossed the room to where Frank was running water.As she approached the naked (well, not entirely – he was still wearing his shirt) male, Vanessa studied the contraption he was messing with. A crude, wooden barrel, with straps and buckles, was attached to an electric motor via.