‘How little things change,’ Lev said to himself — but his eyes were immediately drawn to the women by his brother’s side. ‘The eyes,’ he ...aid inwardly, ‘there’s something in the eyes…’ He watched as they came closer, then a shadow passed through his body as a cloud might when passing in front of the sun. ‘This can not be,’ Lev Podgolskiv said. ‘But it is,’ his brother said. ‘Unmistakable, isn’t it?’ And indeed it was. Lev looked into the women’s eyes, from one to the other and back again. Yes.. After five minutes the girl returned and showed me through to the sitting room, stood in front of a large ornate fire place was “Mistress Annabelle” she was older (Around 50) than I expected but still stunning in her way, she had shoulder length black hair and was dressed in a tight fitting cat suit that showed off her still perfect body, she turned to me and said “Sit” her voice left you under no illusion that this was a request, it was and order, “So you would like to have the pleasure of my. I went online to buy so many of them, but nobody knew my fetish. My dolls, number over 50, were in my closet, tucked away in rubbermaid tubs, and i made love to them all the time. This one that mom bought for Aunt Doreen was the best one i've ever fucked! I wanted this one sooo bad, but i didn't have a choice but to clean it up really good, removing all the jizz marks on it, and putting it back into the dining room. So i got up, and walked into the dining room, cleaned up the doll really. I bought into the game with twenty dollars every night and quit if I lost it. That happened for the first time Friday night, as a run of bad luck drained my stake by ten o’clock. I shrugged off my luck, wandered over to the dance floor and bought myself a ticket. I spent most of the rest of the night over there, getting to know the ladies.I liked most all of the women Pen had hired. I had to give the wiry little Englishman credit. He had good taste and high standards. None of the women caught.