" Saturday came as I heard a hard knock on the door, answering the door I hand her outfit for the next two hours that was wrapped in black plastic so ...he couldn't see and rushed her to the bathroom, "the two hours start after you put this on. You can only have this on." Simone went to the bathroom to put it on. She knew she couldn't even ask why. I got instantly hard as she opened the door coming out in a slutty maid uniform ready to be my personal bitch for the next two hours. Her ass was. She sat down and crossed her legs. The young man asked her what size and she said she wasn't sure. He pulled one of those stools around and got out the shoe size thing. When he put it on the slant part of the stool, Gwen put her foot on it and opened up her legs. He got an eye full of blond twat and started to stutter. He finally regained his composure enough to measure her foot, got up and almost ran to the stockroom holding the boot in front of his crotch. Gwen just giggled. I reached. ’ I could not believe that someone had it as bad, if not worse than me. ‘Your name is Valentina Hart? Seriously?’ Val reached into her purse and pulled out a wallet, then extracted something and tossed it across the table. I picked up her New York State drivers’ license. The picture predictably did not do her justice, but it was clearly her. And the name on it was ‘Valentina Hart.’ I noticed that the address was only a few blocks from the bar, which gave me some fleeting hope of taking her. "If it's okay with your mother, you can sleep with us tonight."She perked up and ran after Tamara who had already entered the bedroom. Roy looked over at me and winked. "John, you're something else. I know it's none of my business and I see a lot of things doing bodyguard work, but that little girl is in love with you." Yes, she is, and I care about her as well. It should get interesting when my daughter gets here." Not her, too?" he commented."Oh no. Not even, not ever. I'd probably cut.