Hearing the creak in the door, I wondered who it was. ‘Hello . . .’ A low male voice sounded, and it sounded vaguely familiar to me. ‘My name i... Christian Louis. I moved into town with my parents a few weeks ago. And my parents wanted me to invite your family to their small get to know party.’ His voice echoed into the living room where I stood. ‘Oh well . . . when is it?’ My mom inquired. ‘And where is it?’ I smiled and figured I’d save him the time. ‘Hey Christian.’ I said to him as I. I hope youdon't do the same." I won't, you can count on that." Tiffany, I'll be straight forward with you, most of the girls who cometo my office I send away. They just don't have it, they're too short ornot pretty at all, but you have everything I look for in a model andmore. I would be happy to represent you and I'll have my lawyer draw upthe contract to represent you, we'll sign it and then you can go towork." Thank you Melissa, how soon will that be?" I'll have the contract here this. She's lost her purse and she has no money to get home. I invite her in. I sit her down on the couch. Her shirt is clinging to her chest and I can just about see her hard nipples coming through the shirt. I offer her a towel to dry her hair, she accepts it and I also offer her a dressing gown.I went to the bathroom to pick up the gown and returned to the living room. I walk in and see the woman standing there completely naked, her clothes d****d over the radiator. She was rubbing herself down. "I know what everyone says about car salespeople. But the Realty business is different. In this business, honesty is absolutely essential. I couldn't sell if my word can't be trusted." "Okay," he said. "You promise to come back tomorrow after your showing, and I'll let you go." "Come back?" she gasped. "And what? Be put back in this, uh, box again?" "Yes," he said. Gail fingered her wet pussy. That touch triggered such a powerful orgasm that she couldn't control herself as.