I ask Madame to be seated so Imay help her try on my offerings. The lady sits carefully,checking the hem of her leather dress in a most wellpracticed ...anner! I still manage to glimpse a patternedstocking top and black garter strap as she sits. Whenyou've worn them for years, you know exactly when and howto look!I carefully kneel in my dress, as I am wearing a blackvelvet mini, with my white satin blouse. But, I make surethat my stocking tops are put on display for this customerin the know. My 4. Though the match was pretty exciting I could hardly concentrate on the action; for obvious reasons I wondered about Sharmila in the bedroom. I lit up a cigarette and waited. After what seemed like ages I finished my smoke, stubbed the butt in the ashtray and glanced at my watch. About twenty minutes had passed by but still there was no sign of my Sultana. I tiptoed up to the bedroom door and placed my ears on the wood. All I could hear were a few faint tinkles but I could make no sense. I. She saw me and walked right over to where I was. I’d been talking to the waitress from the night before; she’d been over because she said she didn’t have anything to do. She’d just left.Well this Sarah sat down and said, “That was pretty stupid what you did last night. Elmo likes to hurt people.”I asked her, “Which one was Elmo?”Sarah replied, “He’s the little one with the big mouth.”I answered, “That figures.”Then she asked, “You busy right now?”I responded, “No, you got something on your. So, I showered, changed clothes and waited for my wife. Annie decided to increase her glam factor that evening. She came out onto the balcony wearing a black halterneck jumpsuit with wide-legged trousers and the black sandals from the previous evening. The neckline plunged considerably, although plenty of material covered her breasts. As she turned around I quickly clocked that the jumpsuit was nearly backless. As we were walking to the bar, I finally mustered the courage to say: “Annie, I’m.