She noticed, naturally, and she came around the bed so I could get a better view. I couldn't help but think about the way I looked when I was young. I...'s exactly the way she looked — like she was ten years old, except her labia are pretty large." She stopped long enough that I had to ask her to go on."Well, shit. What do you think happened next? What did I say at the start?" Her voice had risen. I thought (hoped?) I knew what happened next, but I wanted to hear her say it."You said you'd been. It was true that when she’d first read the article she’d set her sights at retribution. Now, after less than a month they were making a breathtaking amount of money, with the mogul among her top clients. With a satisfied sigh she bustles back into the three-story building, thrilling once again at its magnificence.The main entrance opens onto a large stately foyer graced with thick carpets, deep glowing wood and brilliantly lit with large chandeliers and even larger mirrors. A majestic marble. Her knickers were now on show and we could make out some dark pubes through the thin white material. We tried to carry with some sort of conversation but then Sarah put a hand inside her dress. “Are you playing with your tits?” I asked. “No, just my nipple” she replied, still smiling and sipping her wine. “Is your nipple hard” asked Stu, who was slightly nervous. She undid a button and pulled out her left breast, and yes her nipple was hard. “Mmmm, nice, what about the other one?” asked Stu,. His eyes were not giving me anything. I read no threat nor promise. I waited and when he did not react, I lowered my eyes and waited.The older man remained silent, I suspect taking my measure and allowing my emotions to settle a bit. Time passed, and the silence started to hang heavy. Was it even five minutes? I doubt it but guilt and fear were eating at me and the longer the inaction continued the further adrift I felt. Amanda's assault, as such pain will do had sent me soaring. By now my.