On the way over, Bob found out that the boy's name is Koen, 16yo, a little over five feet tall and as sexy looking as any street slut he ever had anyt...ing to do with. Koen knew his trade well. He told Bob to undress him. Slowly Bob lifted Koen's shirt over his head, revealing a smooth, unblemished chest with beautiful nipples just waiting to be handled and sucked. Bob moved his hands down Koen's chest to the top of his string-tied shorts. He placed his hands on Koen's naked hips, and slowly. I took the lead, went to reception, booked one suite for ourselves, it was costly for me, but some how I felt inappropriate to ask her money, we both are in our suite, lady is dead sexy now , ripe for a good session, I stopped her, and asked sorry to have hurt her and told her today is your day, you can lead me the way you want, she smiled, asked me to strip her, her top was almost transparent, i tore it down, she shouted, what will I wear to go out, I smiled, welcome to game baby.She was in. They soon let us go for the day and I headed off for chow, and back to the room to work on a letter I was writing for Linda. I was going through the user manual and it had a short program that played music, so I started playing with it until it was playing a semi-decent version of “Unchained Melody”. I set it up to play in the background as the text of the letter scrolled across the screen.Not really professional quality, but I think it came out alright. And nothing in it was so personal that. “Without Cheryl? Or any legal glance?”“They said they owned the recordings. It was theirs to do what they wanted.”“Bullshit. It’s still Eddie’s copyright. He still could have negotiated. Or Cheryl could have for him. If they didn’t give him a reasonable percentage, Cheryl could have easily found another company to do it with a lot better money. I can’t imagine Scott or Cheryl would have allowed such a loophole for the company to take that much control. The cost? You know those little pieces of.