I received your letter from Brindisi and can only say that I wish I had been in that lovely train carriage with you. I’ve heard that it is the only ...ay to travel through Europe. I traced your route from Calais to Paris to Geneva to Milan to Rome to Brindisi, Italy, and then by boat to the Peloponnese. Please, Wesley, let us make that trip together! Just the names of the cities in which you changed trains make me feel romantic. I wanted to trace your travels from Patra, but only know that you. As I rounded the corner I realized my customers had found each other. The sexy young chick had certainly got the young black studs attention he was trolling big time and I had to stand back to watch this for sure. He was stroking his really big trouser snake every time she looked his way and it was having an effect you could tell. She was licking her lips and edging a little closer each time he showed it off for her. Till she finally walked up to ask if there was anything she could do for him. He looks her up and down seeing that she has grown up so much. She is wearing a pink halter top that shows off her 34d cup breasts perfectly, a tight jean mini skirt that hugs her hips perfectly and if she was to bend over would show everything, her shapely legs went down 6 inch pink heels, and her hair was up in a high pony tail with her bangs swopped across her face which was covered in make-up that with any other outfit would be fine but with this outfits just adds to the whore look. Let me. “Oh, one more thing. By any chance, do you have a Bob Franklin still under your employ?”“Ah, so you have heard of our customer favorite. Yes, Bob is still employed with us, he has been for the past 16 years.” Bill replied. Bob Franklin was the head of the VIP squad, and the most senior member. Usually when a customer enquiry about the VIP package comes up, the staff recommend experiencing him last. In both the save-the-best-for-last way and in a you-better-see-the-other-four-to-be-ready-for-him.