I was fucking proud of the quality of this product I have delivered to one of my most important clients. The cunts we usually provided were from the "...rong side of town". It was easier to grab them because they hung out in all the shady places. But this one, this one was different. We got lucky. She was from the same class as the women in the camp - and they realized it. And they were going to make her pay for it. I almost felt sorry for her - almost.I watched as my helper dumped her ass on the. There was a fancy tie across the upper back to make sure it stayed in place. A pair of lace bikini panties finished the outfit. I still had a good all over tan so no pantyhose. I had a little purse large enough for my phone and ID cards and some cash.The hairdresser did a fantastic job on my hair. After she left Alice helped me with the jewelry; the necklace, the fancy earrings and the expensive watch. After that I went to the communications room and did a VCATS to the office.The girls had me. ~~~"Fuck, dude, Jeff was right." Cole said. "What's that, dude?" Devon asked. He grabbed Cole and put his lips to his ear. "Fuck, dude, Jeff was right!" "About Jan being hot as fuck in real life just like his Twitter profile picture? Hell to the Yeah." Devon exclaimed."What did you think about his friend? What was his name again... Grant, right?" Cole asked. "For sure, dude! But Jeff wants us to make sure Jan has a fucking good old time." Devon said. "Did you see where he went? I think Kelly. The only place in town we could find that was still open on Christmas Eve was an extremely shady-looking Chinese restaurant that practically screamed "food-poisoning." We didn't want to risk it.Instead, we hit up a gas station for some Funyons, a bag of beef jerky, and two cups of "hot cocoa" that honestly tasted more like chalk than chocolate.But, while our Christmas Eve feast wasn't exactly what we'd been hoping for, Tracy and I still had a pretty awesome time just enjoying one another's.