I get out of the car, wearing a tight black pencil skirt, a tight white blouse you can make my brown nipples through and black stilettos and I walk up... to you.. I say nothing as I place my finger over your soft lips, I press my big tits up against you hard, you can feel me breathe, I cup your face in my hand and kiss you softly, my warm tongue stroking yours, I feel your cock stiffen in my thighI respond by rubbing myself on it through your jeans.. I pull away and gently whisper in your ear to. I never would meet anyone my height. My skin was whiter than theirs but our features were similar.I was living with the three siblings and learning the language. Their parents had died of disease a few years ago when a plague swept through the area and the villages. Both brothers were interested in local girls.Marree had no father and that had harmed her ability to find a mate in this society. She was older than her brothers being twenty-four. It made her something of an old maid since most. ”“How is it unconventional and how is it connected to the corporation?”“It actually started when Alvin had a wealthy manufacturing client that was here from France. If we landed his account it would almost double our business receipts. Problem was the language barrier. I was the only one in the firm that spoke French. The client, took to me immediately. He said he'd sign the contract but only if I would show him the city for the week he was here. Alvin agreed without hesitation.”“Does that mean. It was soon two pm.She heard the door below, she let him in, three envelopes, four rent books, he sat, smiled, counted out the cash, normality, Then he said, “look, think this over, every time now your short of some rent… let`s put this on proper basis, I get your body for 1 hour or two each month, to do whatever I want to it, and you don’t pay rent at all it`s simple. No embarrassing phone calls, just a straight and simple business deal” she looked shocked, then ever hopeful of a new job, she.