All clean.” Meadow said as she slipped off her gloves and disposed of them. “What else can I do for you today?”She returned his gown down over h...is thighs, his penis tenting the thin fabric, then covered him again with the sheet and blanket.Meadow could see Mr. Barnes hesitating. She asked, “Tell me what you need, Mr. Barnes. I’m happy to take care of things for you.”He chuckled dryly, “Not that simple, Hun...”“What?”“What I’m needing isn’t something you can help me with, I’m afraid. My time’s. Mr.Humphrey looked at his work and considered all he had to lose. And he consideredBubba too. "Wait," he said with a sigh of resignation. Gabriellastopped, turned, and smiled. "Yes?" "Whatdo you want?" Thevixen sauntered back to stand directly in from of the man. "I want youto tell me who you belong to," she whispered. Waltersighed. "You." "Badattitude," Gabriella noted through pursed lips. "I expect better.Try again." "You," Waltersaid softly. "Getback on your knees then," Gabriella demanded.. She was wearing a blue, floor-length evening gown that was slit to her hip. She didn't wear the gown for long. Before the first song ended she deftly unzipped and unsnapped the garment which was soon laying at her feet. She wasn't wearing a bra, pasties or a g-string. She wasn't wearing anything but shoes.Ryan had been to a few gentlemen's clubs in Dallas. Usually, in Dallas, it took two or three songs before the dancers were naked. Here, this dancer got right to the point. He wondered what she. The delight a simple kiss could invoke by awakening previously unfelt stirrings in virginal and inexperienced bodies. Then she remembers the early clumsy fumblings she was subjected to and the disappointment she felt with her first lover and she resolves there and then, that her 17 year old son Steven, will never see that sort of disappointment reflected back in a woman’s eyes. She withdraws from the window and retreats to the bottom of the stairs, absentmindedly caressing the bulbous newel.