After a few minutes of calm, Jaman took hold of my hand, lifting me to my feet, I was then ordered to remove my stilettos, suspender belt and stocking.... With legs like jelly and warm spunk running down my legs I obeyed his command immediately. I was then marched across the room, again I put up no resistance. Making our way through a large wooden door, we entered a dimly lit room. As my eyes adjusted to the light, in the corner sat a red leather covered bench. I recognized it from pictures I had. “Mister Reynolds?” a woman had appeared round the side of the house. She was smartly dressed in a dark blue trouser suit, with a clipboard. Professionally attractive and friendly, blonde, mid-twenties. Her eyes scanned from me to the two teen girls and back.“Christine, hello,” I shook her hand. Alice, deliberately, and Faye, innocently, didn’t separate but just smiled and said ‘hello’. “This is Alice and Faye,” I introduced them as the agent smiled and said ‘hello’ back.“Let me show you round,”. It is my responsibility as your love…” He then proceeded kissing her down to her pussy, rubbing her legs down and taking off her shoes, and putting them on the ground. She had worn a tight but much transparent garment that was tight against her legs. He tries to pull it down, but seemed like it is impossible, without tearing it off.He kept trying to pull it down, until she said,“sandhu, still trying to pull it down?”“yeah…it is too tight” he said, still trying.She held his hands. He looked at. If youcross me or one of my ladies, you'll pay. Let me tell you about whathappened last week.A big, burly gentleman named Ross Costello hired Erin, my Irish lass, toescort him to a party. He was a brawny Hollywood actor into fancy Italiansuits, complete with vests and fobs. I was also aware of how many popularmovies he'd starred in during the past three decades. I didn't trust him,and his aura gave some rather nasty vibes, but he paid me double the usualrate, and I have a business to run, so I.