I should know. I'm priced right out of the reach of most of the Brothel's clients' reach. And that's only right, you know. What joy for the privileged...would there be in having access to certain things, if everyone could have them? Some things must be set aside in even the most perfect of societies."Ana felt in no mood to argue. "I'm sure you're right."She had at last succumbed to Bezaffa's repeatedly made invitation that she come and visit her. Now she was here, she wasn't at all sure why she'd. Now to get dressed, the first time I have voluntarily puton girls clothes, or is it voluntary? Opening the top drawer of the chestof drawers I pick out a pair of black cotton briefs and put them on. ThenI put on the black bra I was wearing the day before, struggling again toget the straps joined behind my back. 'There must be an easy way of doingthis', I think to myself. At this point I realise some deodorant would begood and I return to the bathroom. I apply the roll-on that I find to. We rode up in the elevator to the fifteenth floor, got off and walked to the end of the hall. Finally, we were alone in her room, which was more like a suite, since there seemed to be a separated sitting room. "Why don't you make yourself comfortable," she said as she led me over to the couch. As she sat down next to me her skirt hiked up almost to her crotch. As she turned towards me, I quickly got a glimpse of the top of her breasts and her silky white bra through the top two open buttons of. I promise to abide by all rules. I'm not here to have sex with anyone but if we could talk for a little while tonight, I'd appreciate it. Non-business."Oh, fuck. Why did Rhonda stick me with this decision? Well, that was easy. At the end of production today, I was officially Maggie's boss, not Rhonda."And if I happen to be making love to one or five of my girlfriends tonight, that's not going to bother you?" I said. Maybe I was being just a little caustic. Around me, I could see that most of my.