There would be no direct selling but of course, you would always remember who was paying you and promote our various companies. It involves a small ba...e pay with bonuses based on how happy your clients are, because a happy client is a buying client. In addition, there would be tips from the clients. It would be up to you to report those to the IRS. There would be a limited amount of calls, perhaps twice a month to as high as three times a week. Whether you worked or not your weekly retainer. We had come to an unspoken understanding, I flirt with her and put a smile on her face and I get whatever I want. This came in handy especially when I wanted a new game system. I just traded in the old one for twice the profit I should have gotten. This seemed like a great deal for both of us, she got to feel good and I got what I wanted. Little did I know that it would take more to make her happy.I walked in as usual a smile on my face and a compliment on my lips. "Hello, how are you today.". He closed the door after it. Now there was no way to see inside, I tried to see from key hole too but they fixed it also. Maybe a shirt was hanging there or something else. She was inside for whole 2 hours and then Abdul driver arrived. I asked the driver and he said that boss has called him to drop someone. I understood he came for Gulafsa, but I didn’t say anything to him. The door opened and Gulafsa came out dressed again in Burkha. She walked straight to lift followed by driver. The lift. My mother was also a blue eyed blond BBW of 36 years. Since I was a little girl my dad and I have always had most things in common. We could watch a movie and know the script word for word from then on. Our since of humor was unique, but we always got each other. Then I grew into a woman mirroring my mother. As my female urges grew I started being attracted to any man who'd pay attention to me. I had never had feelings for my father before as I know it's wrong and was previously repulsed by the.