75 please.. “ I gave her a ten and told her to keep the change.. Stanley was at my elbow and said-- ”We don't tip the buffet help, Dano.! “ I... looked at Debra and then back at him and replied-- “ I'll tip who I damn well please!” His jaw dropped nearly into his eggs and she gave me the sweetest smile I'd seen lately, and I read her lips as she said silently said-- 'thank you'.... I took my leave and went to my room to get ready, leaving Stanley at the register. I had barely eaten when. I was having a mega orgasm. Then Salvatore stopped rubbing me and he joined the other two men and they took turns licking at my juicy pussy. Their tongues were enjoying the sweet juices flowing from my cunt.“Miss Davis, it’s time for your facial now. Let us take you there.”Again, they helped me off the table and put my robe on and took me to the next room. There seemed to be nobody in this spa except me. It was the oddest thing. I was certainly enjoying all the attention being given to me.We. They were laughing as they attached me, telling me I could scream here all I wanted, as they would be too busy with my young companion to be bothered with me till at least dinner break at 12, two whole hours away Then they left me, completely alone, hung spread-eagled on this barbaric cross, in a warehouse god alone knows where with only my thoughts, two all-seeing cameras and a newly hung wall clock which after a while I realised ticked loudly, as each minute passed. It was to be a torment. Frits had tried the same and took a look after his retirement. He stood there pretty sure of looking at the right house.Hesitatingly an elder lady in waiting at the doorstep asked him politely if she could ask him maybe a queer question.She is of the generation, some year in the 70ies which doesn't dare to speak unasked for at an unknown gentleman.Writing this, is the third time I cry in ten minutes. Firstly the music. Secondly as result at a flash of million memories.Thirdly from this romantic.