Then a brief would be prepared for me and this gave me an advantage when meeting a client for the first time. This I always found extremely useful. Th...is is how I first met Renate Braun. Renate was a German business woman and what is often referred to as a "high flyer" she had arrived in London and had been to a high level business meeting telling the agency telephonist that she had had a very busy few days, was feeling stressed out and would like a massage at her hotel. She was told that. He finished his glass of water, and set it down gently before clearing his throat loudly. The soft moans on the other side of the couch quickly ceased, “Hello?” squeaked the voice from the couch, It was Candice.“Hey Candice, whatcha doing?”” Jake said softly as he walked towards the couch, standing at the arm rest closest to him, where her head happened to be propped up.“Oh uhhhhh, I was just…” She trailed off not wanting to admit what she was doing.“Playing with yourself?” Jake asked, already. The sliding glass doors on the back wall led to a huge 300sq/ft deck that overlooked the ocean and the beach below. A door off the living room went into the master suite which had a king size bed and a master bath. The centerpiece though was the raised hot top off the living room."ooohhhhh a hot tub. I can't WAIT to try it." you say."First things first." you hear Mark say.Turning around, he gives you a push into the bedroom and with a squeal you run in and flop on the bed. Before you have a. Panicked I quickly scanned the room for anything incriminatory, anything that might indicate I had done something other than spend the afternoon watching cartoons. All clear, except – shit – my discarded knickers. I swiftly shoved them into my bag as my dad swept into the house straight into the front room and flopped down onto the arm chair, which, moments before, I had been pleasuring myself on.‘Evening Hunny’ He smiled, and looked me up and down. Taking in my flushed and startled expression,.