"The smock hit the floor and revealed Maria's male form, except for her genitalia hidden behind some blue fabric. "You are boyish, aren't you?" said t...e Clerk, "You've no cleavage to speak of." Isn't it obvious I am a boy! A man!" staggered Maria as a jolt surged through her."Honey, we get all kinds here. California dreamin' is just a hop and a skip away. If Miz Costello wants to use a boy for a shoot, then she can get whatever cleavage she needs." The woman bustled into the back, humming to. Seeing Carl involuntarily grasp his wounded arm however, brought him out of his reverie. Look, you just go through the computer first, alright? Ill try to find something to patch you up. You cant go out there! Theyre just there in the living room, theyll see you! Ill be careful. Ill be just like James Bond, John said, trying to ride on Carls espionage enthusiasm. Except that James Bond always gets caught and only got by because he sexes up every woman he sees! My mom covers my eyes during those. " "So you had a client the other night at Seven Oaks?" Kate asked. "No Kate. That night was a favor to Rob. We've been great friends for years. He got me started in the escort service. I started as a model in the adult film industry at nineteen. Rob was one of the actors but when I reached middle age, there weren't many roles for me. So Rob suggested I become an escort. It has really worked out well." That really shocked Kate. "What? He's your pimp?" "No. We don't have pimps but he is part of. This was the first time I was able to really get a look at her naked bottom. And oh what a bottom it was. It was small, but round, soft, but firm, all around just a vision of perfection. And to top it off, she had those cute dimples on her lower back that I found sexy as hell. It was then that I spied the true beauty of her womanhood, in all its pink, slick, and shaven majesty. I could hold back no longer, and with a quickness that I normally saved for the track, I moved in. She jumped.