After a bit of staring around into the night, I convinced myself that I had nodded off and dreamed the lights. I decided that if I were that tired I s...hould hit the sack. Setting my guitar on the dresser, I undressed and got into bed. Before long, I was asleep.An hour or two later, a sound woke me. It was a strange twanging sound. In the dark I saw a light flying around my guitar. From this close, I could see features inside the white light. It was a tiny naked woman, no bigger than my hand.She. .. how do you do, Mr. Zeigler," Lonnie said hesitantly."Fine, thank you. And call me Sam... Lonnie. Everybody does." He grinned infectuously, and then was interrupted by the bartender who placed another drink in front of him. "Your martini, Mr. Zeigler." The gangster chuckled at the two women. "Except for bartenders," he added. His cock stirred heavily in his pants. Jesus, so this is Mrs. Carmel, the woman he's to fuck! God, was he wrong! She's a knock-out, an absolutely tasty dish.Lonnie stood. Maine uske choot pe jeevh laga ke khub chata…jo chocolate layr the uske choot pe laga ke chata…us ke mooh se ouch, ooh, karo maza araha hai…suck me…Baby…Oh…Aisa maine kabhi ni experience kiya..keh rahi thi…uske baad maine mere nishana uske gaand pe chata…jaise blue movies mein dikhate hai…alag alag position mein chata…wo bilkul pagal ho gayi thi…us kaha I want to suck you…maine use kaha ki mujhe chocolate lagwa ke chatwana hai…Us ne kaha lagao…wo aise choose rahi thi jaise koi choco bar kha. You'll have to tell me all about your manservant while we have lunch."We followed Casey to the food court. She found a table and sat down. She took two $20's from her purse and gave the money to my manservant. "Get a couple of chicken salads and Diet Cokes for us from the deli."After he went to stand in line, Casey turned to me and grinned. "A manservant! You are so lucky! How did you meet?"By the time he returned with our salads, I had told Casey all about being an escort, meeting him as a.