Angela was dueto arrive shortly. Ms. Vanderbilt met us at the entrance to the salon.Ms. Vanderbilt said, "Karen, sweetie, you look so pretty in that...dress,Angela has just passed through the gates. Maybe you would like to gomeet her at the door."I said, "That is a wonderful idea."I turned to make my way to the front door and went outside and waited onthe steps. Soon Angela's car came into view and made my way to thebottom of the stairs.Angela pulled up where I waited and I went round to her. My legs are quite shapely and my breasts, though average in size, are perky and free from stretch marks. I am pleased with body, but I am not pretty. Though I do not think myself ugly, I am in not doubts about the unlikeliness of my ever winning a beauty contest. My other great fault is that I have no dress sense. I have tried hard, I watch TV programs and read style magazines, but when it comes to buying clothes for myself, I never seem to get it quite right. Suffice to say, I always saw. An agent has the listing and he’s showing it as a business as well. I’m sure he would be glad to show it to you but I suggest that we go by and have a look quietly first. It’s open all year though doesn’t do much until there is a solid snow.”We went by and looked at it. It looked good to me. The store was a stand-alone with good parking on one of the better roads that headed toward the mountains. I could see that there was expansion room if that was a desire. I said, “I like it. I want to talk. After 10 minutes of a painful blowjob, I pushed her to the floor and put my feet on her face and the bitch started sucking my feets fingers.Then I made her sit in doggy on all fours again and started spanking her ass. I took out a leather whip and beat her till there were a lot of marks on her lower back and some blood marks on her ass. Now I held her hair and inserted her in doggy style right into her pussy which was flowing like a river with all the love I had shown her.I started ramming her.