Only a titled lady under mind control could concoct such a poor accent. That told me I had the right girl. The crescent moon birthmark on her right bu... cheek confirmed that opinion.When we got there, I saw the barman watching the giggling bimbos as they gave a double, bouncy tit-job to the Martini shaker. I caught his attention. "Where's Benny?" I asked."Benny's on vacation," he replied, his eyes trying to scan back to the bimbo barmaids. I would not let them."Call him now!" I ordered."He would. She asked me to go slow, but I didn’t care and pushed her onto my bed.I quickly removed my shorts and went on top of her. I moved between her legs, and I could feel my dick touching the entrance of her love hole. I slowly pressed toward her. She laughed and said it’s the wrong place you’re trying to enter. She took her right hand and held my dick.I felt something happening when she touched my dick and closed my eyes for pleasure. She positioned my dick and asked me to push it. I opened my eyes. Abe was excited, saying he had calls out to several people that he would like to come to work with us as both inside re-builder mechanics and outside road technicians. He said he was planning on filling up his work areas by the end of the week as he had a ton of orders to fill. I discussed with him how his road people would now have desk space, and he needed to consider how some inside people could assist his field people. He said he would work on it.The contractor said that he was going to. Yes the door was green. You paid to go through a turnstile, then into a smallish hallway lined with doors, most of which were open. Inside each door was a small closet size room: maybe 3 x 4 feet. A built-in wooden bench was on one wall opposite a coin operated TV screen with a few controls. The three of us squeezed onto the bench and fed the TV some quarters. The speakers were busted and you had several channels/ videos to choose from. All of them were bad. Plus we could not stop.