" Oh, she wasn't a love interest. It was pure sex and lust. There's a big difference." I guess so."Jamie continued, "Love is what grows over time betw...een two people. It is much bigger and more complex than sex. True love is a commitment; sex is for the moment. But you knew that." Why is it that you're so open about all of this?" I asked. "We just met." Mark, you're shaving my pussy and ass. Why should I be demure and avoid talking about sex, love and relationships?" She smiled at my. The brief wonderment of his position, directly in front of her nearly naked form, passed through his slightly fuzzy brain, to be replaced quickly by the embarrassment of the realisation of the prominence of his erect cock, clearly visible through his pyjama pants. He sipped at the Riesling, watching her as a cat watches a feisty mouse. Amy, however, was no mouse. This became clear with her next few words. “Jon, you are to watch. No touching. No touching yourself, no touching me.” She began to. “No, don’t be silly!” she replied, while her head was going around like a radar. Suddenly she stopped. She just gazed across the park. Looking the same direction as her, I saw the reason she brought me here.Turning towards her with my voice raised I yelled, “You’re good, really good. You came to the hotel last night, under your bosses’ orders to learn about me. Today she ordered you to bring me here, and like a fool, I took the bait.”Shaking my head, I started walking away. I could hear behind. "I wasted no time in getting to his office suite. What a collection ofpictures he has on the hallway walls of his successful stars and how busyand important the entire office suite seemed to be. He invited me intohis back room and helped me to get comfortable. He spoke of how he hadseen me dance and was impressed with my strength, sense of rhythm andwork ethic. He said he thought he could make me famous but that I wouldhave to trust him completely and not hesitate or reject any.