" I said."Everything has some value. How much is the question," Jen said. "I know a guy, who can tell you, but he will have to see your books." That's...not a problem. My tax guy sends me a yearly summery and the one from last year is about nine months old but he is welcome to see the monthly statements from the bookkeeper as well." I replied."I'll set it up as soon as possible. I can call him first thing in the morning." Jen, how do you know this guy?" I was curious more than questioning his. The market square was unusually quiet at this hour and she decided to stop at the outdoor Café to try the new Italian coffee that Adam had informed her was like the kiss of an angel as one passed through the gates of heaven.The young man that served her with obsequious tender words dripping with the honey of hopeful seduction managed to stir her female parts with that all too familiar anticipation of immediate relief.His suggestion that she “freshen up” in the private room at the back of the. Half-close my eyes and think of Yoko. Instantly, my nervousness began to fade. Releasing the final white button from its hole, I teasingly held the blouse closed for a brief second before pulling each end apart. Thrusting my bra-covered breasts forward, I shrugged it from my shoulders and let it float to the floor. And all the time, I could hear the sound of the camera clicking… The blue pencil skirt went next. Each of my actions were theatrically exaggerated as I undid the button, zip, and. Finally tonight she finished work for the night around 11:00, deciding to screw her artificial deadline and walked into the living room in just a pair of tight pink boyshorts and a t-shirt. As I tried to hide my erection from reading stories on xhamster in my baggy sweatpants, she pulled off her shirt announcing “I’m going to take a shower and then go to bed- want to join me?” Staring at her dirty smile and matching pink bra holstering her gorgeous C-cups, I couldn’t help but oblige, and.