That startled me and Walter noticed. "Yes, your mother has done some work for me in Vegas. I want your first experience as an escort to be, the best,"...as he put it. I wore typical teenage clothes, denim cutoffs, a tight fitting t-shirt, and no underwear. But of course, I wasn't going out to a movie. Walter booked us in one of the better hotel rooms but not the penthouse. Walter drove me to the hotel. O: Where did you meet your first john? Ida: We met downstairs in the buffet restaurant. The. I want more. The belt swishes again. And again. I feel the welts rising on my ass. He pulls my ass cheeks apart and hit the tender area next to my asshole. Hard. I bury my face in the quilt. My clit is tingling. I can feel my orgasm building as he continues to hit me. Suddenly I feel the sharp sting of the plumbing tool on my ass. The pain is focused, I know there are bright red stripes rising. He uses it on my back and shoulders too. Then, unexpectedly, I feel its sharp caress on my face. Not. " Paloma, adorè."I could feel her sigh as I reluctantly closed our connection."That was beautiful, Michael. You are so thoughtful," Vickie said, still kneeling at Catherine's side."You followed that?" I asked out loud."Not only did she follow it, she shared it with me as she did. And she's right. You are wonderful," Catherine sighed."What? Shared what? I thought you were all meditating or something. I almost didn't come over here, except I saw John and Sarah come over," Helen said.Actually, I. When you walk into the office ina dress and heels, guess what they're going to be talking about intheir next conversation."I went silent. I hadn't thought about that."Maybe we should keep it out of the office," I said."No way," said Edith. "It's all in or all out. If you stop now, youhave to promise never to dress up or make up again. We'll work togetheron the customers. I can't guarantee you won't lose a couple, but Ithink it'll be better than you think. What do you think, Ivy?" I'm certain.