My name is Max, Max Fork and I'm a private dick. God knows why she chose me to do job. She could have paid big bucks to one of the large flashy New Yo...k agencies for round the clock surveillance, but she chose little me. I was on $1000 a day for this and as far as I was concerned, this was the gravy boat I'd been waiting for since I started my agency 2 years ago.Suddenly the light went on in the upstairs window and there he was staring out into the night. He was a tall thin man with longish. You stand moving closer to me and as I slip my arm around you can feel your heart as it beats hard and fast inside you. We float through the dinning room and out the front door where another surprise awaits you. Awaiting us there is a beautiful horse drawn carriage and I quickly sweep you up into it and settle down beside you. As we are slowly drawn away from the hotel I finally having you alone lift your chin and kiss you. A soft deep passionate kiss that you respond to melting into my arms. "hold it in girl, oh, i cant just call you girl you need a name, and it must the right name. looking me up and down pat asked "now lets see, what kind of girl are spicy or sweet, naughty or nice?" next he told me to release and push everything out, and repeated the process until the water was completely clear. "you know, i like Rebecca, it is classy yet when shortened to Becky it sounds like a trailer park slut ". pat laughingly ask "well my little tramp "what you think of that name?". "yes" i. Not wishing to deal further with the love birds this day, Jeff took his small bag and went to the bar where he had first seen Kat. He sat at the bar watching couples dance when a familiar voice said, “Hey sailor, buy you a drink?” Sure enough, it was Kat! She wore casual but stylish clothing and a small beaded necklace looked stunning. “Why I would love to have a drink with you! Make mine rum and diet Coke.” Settling comfortably into her bar chair Kat noticed Jeff’s overnight bag and said,.