P sat himself down on a small sofa. "Come here", he said. I hadto stand between his legs. "Show me your ass", he said. I turnedaround, and lifted my d...ess. I placed his hands on my ass, and squeezed a little. "Turnaround", he said again. "Now this is important. Spread your legsa little, and show me your most intimate parts." I felt embarrassed, again.But I spreaded my legs a bit, lifted my dress, and showed him my pussy. I trimmedit just the way he wanted it. P just looked at it; he didn't. I worked the plug in and out several times, her slack muscle accepting my action with equanimity."Richard," she grumbled feebly."Shh," I scolded mildly. "Just relax."To help overcome her objections, I reapplied my finger to her sex and stroked her gently in time with the oscillating movement of the toy. Her groans of discomfort merged with the pleasure of my lower stimulation, leaving her utterly compliant to my will.I stretched over to the bedside table, barely managed to reach the bottle of. "What do you want?" I said.He stood there looking at me. Finally he said, "I want the money for your friend's room. They checked out and said you were paying."I was befuddled. "What friends?" I asked. "I don't have any friends. I just got off the bus – I don't know anyone here."A crafty smile played over his lips for a second. Little did I know it, but I had just confirmed his suspicions – a runaway 18 year old punk on his own. He reached out and began pulling the sheet off of me. I tried to. Max had ‘phoned the Windor’s and invited them to the VIP week-end pool party!Arriving on Dan’s arm had thrilled Valerie; which was publicly confirming them as a couple.However once the introductions had been made Max astutely separated them by having Dan diverted by his hostess while he entertained Ms Windsor.Max was a business man and wanted a one to one discussion with the lady in charge of his starlet. Pornography was about to become a global market and he had every intention of being a.