"Shipping, I think. He took over his father's business I believe, down in the city. Daddy would know." Was he a secessionist, a rebel?"She shook her h...ead. "I don't know, probably. He's a good bit older than you. Might have been." Married?" I think his wife died sometime back. I remember hearing." Does he have a fancy rig and a gaited horse?" I've no idea, Robert, none at all." Worry, like a dense cloud lying between them, obscured the young woman's view of the future, but every thought was. I didn't expect to talk to a man. This is so personal that I feel a woman would help me best."Harry was used to this by now. It was a common response and one that he understood and generally overcame with little effort."My name is Harry. With whom do I have the pleasure of speaking... ?" I am Sydney and I have to get an answer real fast!" Good evening, Sydney. Which of our products seems to be the issue?" It's actually 2 products, Harry; I have the "Sensitive Tingle Jelly" and also the "Female. She slid off him and rolled onto her back and licked her lips she looked like the cat who had gotten the cream and boy did she have some cream in her, I thought it was time for me to leave or I would get caught but perhaps they were going to have a good long session as I was due to be away for 3 hours, but the guy who had slammed his massive cock into her ginger pussy said they had to get back to work, so I scurried out closing the door behind me quietly and returned to the bar to have another. The main one was Oxford Street, wow, so many people walking about. It was so busy that John asked me what the name of our hotel was then told me to get a taxi back there if we got separated, and if we did he’d phone the hotel and get them to pay for the taxi and put it on his bill, you see, I’d gone out with just the dress and shoes, not even my phone or a little bag.Fortunately, we didn’t get separated and we went into a few shops, some of them big with escalators which we went up with John.