The Girl's Collection

LaToya

I smile and glance at the list that is growing. Even Claude would be well surprised.

After all as he taught me, leave little to chance and cover all bases. Never leave anything to work it's way out and above all else. Watch every facial feature and learn what the slave does and doesn't like.
 
Whitney

I glanced at the order book and wondered what Miss LaToya wants a professional female escort for. I had been helping her get things ready for her time in seclusion.

I worked out the travel arrangements with a private plane and some other things that she requested including a young woman to aid in the secretarial department. Thus how I came to be in Miss Nephrite's employ.

I glanced at the list of things that she requested that I bring on the extended job. Very few clothes and many exotic outfits? I was baffled to say the least.
 
Dewey Browning

I went for my weekly jog. I wasn't out for much of anything but to keep in shape.

I was pissed off that my boss had fired me for improper conduct at the job. Damn I had the worst fricking luck. I was cussing every step when I noticed these hot babes trotting by.... damn they look fine and I stop to watch them pass me by. One made me think of the hottie that I saw at my old job.

I was thinking about stopping at 1901 Strip for the night and try my luck at getting some action in the trades. I glanced at my shirt and noticed the sweat that was drenching it. "shower first and shit later"

Turning around and heading off the trail to the back of the park towards my place.
 
LaToya

I had made the offer to catch Dewey Browning in his element.

Learning about his jogging ritual that wasn't daily it was going to be on chance and rare at that.

Little did I know that today was that day.
 
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