5) Quintin smelled just as if his clothes were going out of the wash machine. He radiated good health and cleanliness. He may have been a little tired... by the tennis session, but he did not show any sign of it. His shoes and socks were dry and clean, with barely a hint of personal scent, and were neatly folded on the top of his shoes. Nicholas whispered that the content of his sports bag (the spent tennis underwer) may be wanted by the others, so Quintin also gave his sports bag to Nicholas.. Abbey slowly turned to make sure everything was just right, then she moved faster making her skirt rise higher. She caught the sight of her white cotton panties underneath her skirt and her bare legs. Only socks were on her feet, no nylons, pantyhose or stockings, just white socks. She was certain her daddy would be pleased.It was a lovely evening as Abbey left her apartment and stepped to her car. Opening the door she slipped behind the steering wheel and almost cursed. Because she was so. "Three champagnes and a Shirley Temple for the young lady," he saidas he served.John's mouth hung open in shock. With each glass of champagne placedon the table, he glowered at the person sitting behind the glass.Champagne was, after all, what he'd wanted to order for himself. Whenthe waiter turned to put his tray down, John whispered "You all suck,you know that, right?" Now, you just watch your mouth, young lady," his mother chided, "orI'll pull you across my lap and spank you, right here in. I'm in awe of you. There's no one as good as you at what you do, whatever you do. And there are few women in this world as beautiful. But whatever you tried to make of me I'm not. Okay I'm a good gigolo. I even enjoy it even though I wanted no part of it. And like I said I'm down to one client. But what makes me happy? Do you know? I loved doing my show which you considered a waste of time and hated, even if you were nice enough not to admit it. The mistress told me she hated it. She walked.