A few days later she actually called and asked if I wanted to go to a burlesque with her. I didn’t know the show, nor the club it was supposed to be... in, but I agreed. We met in front of the location on a parking lot and I almost would not have recognized her. She wore heavy make-up, black eyeliner and mascara with some squiggly adornments in the corners of her eyes, which made them look very sexy in combination with her glasses. Purple lipstick and ruby red eyeshadow around the eyes finished. . stop.... o my... God" her words could barley come out, her breath was rapid, her moans were louder. Her legs were squeezing his head tighter and tighter, and she felt wave after wave of pleasure run through her. Suddenly, without warning she pushed him away. John fell back, shocked at her action. She got up off the desk.“Before we go on...." she grabbed him by hand and helped him get up. She pulled him closer to her and whispered in his ear “I want to show you I’m not such a little girl." She. A woman whose voice was not familiar was on the line. “Sam, this is Valerie from the Pussycat Escort Agency. A friend of yours who wants you to have a very merry Christmas has asked me to send two of our most spectacular ladies to your home this evening. I am calling to say that I have reserved two truly delightful girls for you. They will be with you within the hour. I know that you will have a great time.” ‘Valerie’ hung up before I could say anything. I went to the kitchen and made a really. Don’t forget to vote and comment. I love hearing from my readers. The idea of an interview with Georges Belleveau and Diane Patterson was first broached to me in a chat on-line at a publisher’s website. We were discussing an e-book recently released. Someone thought that an interview with the main characters from it would be fascinating reading. I shrugged that suggestion off, telling the person that Monsieur Belleveau and Ms. Patterson are fictional characters. Which makes it very hard to.