On the way he often put his hand lightly grazing the bareness of my thigh with his fingers...I don't remember what we talked about during dinner, but ... remember his voice. It was soft and melodic. He was like a serpent who hypnotizes his prey before he strikes and I was the small mouse about to become his next victim. He held my hands and kissed my palms. He caressed my leg and my back. He stroked my hair. After we were finished we sat for a while talking. The music was slow. Dave got up and. And when Cherry finished, she'd be down the stairs, perhaps smoothing her tight skirt or adjusting the bosom just about held in place by her skimpy top, and out of the door, perhaps to see another client.Jennifer wasn't at all sure she ever wanted any words to pass between her and this slutty whore. Those words she did say were as polite and restrained as she could let them be, but Cherry was far more affable."Nice weather, isn't it?" she'd say. "Are you going to do some gardening? Those. More

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