(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/RemyAvatar01.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">REMY BORDELON</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Fairmont Hotel, Room 506<br/><strong>With:</strong>Dr. Okello Okanjo and his slave, Paulette Lisette Saint-Simon<br/><br/>Okello entered Remy's room, his slave on a leash behind him.<strong>"I'll have a scotch, s'il vous plaît."</strong><br/><br/>Remy walked back into his apartment and the kitchenette and grabbed two rocks glasses and a bottle of scotch that he had just opened and poured two neat.<strong>"Here you are, mon ami. Vive,"</strong>he said and sipped from his glass.<br/><br/><strong>"Merci.  Although I think it would take a few more of these,"</strong>Okello held up the glass,<strong>"before I put my slave in the pot of a poker hand, and a few more after those to actually lose to the likes of you!"</strong>He smiled at Remy and raised his glass up to his in a toast.<strong>"This is a nice room with a nice view, Remy.  However, it is missing... something.  Something... like this."</strong><br/><br/>Okello groped and presented his slave to Remy, showing off his new toy and plaything; she was his brand new distraction and he was very much pleased with his distraction. Remy was fascinated. He knew and saw women treated this way before but it had not been so long ago that things hadn't been different and not so long ago that Remy had never thought about outright purchasing a woman merely as a toy. With his newfound wealth, however, he had already warmed to the idea and was set to enjoy a plaything just as Okello described his own.<br/><br/>He grinned as they admired the slave, her perfectly formed breasts and ass and cunt on display.<strong>"I certainly hope you didn't get the last of the quality at Mr. Adam's shop, Okello! Anyways, so about this party, I would be glad to come. When is it?"</strong><br/><br/>Remy grabbed at her pale tits and flicked a nipple with his fingernail before rolling it between his finger tips, pulling on it and squeezing it. He reached out and slapped  her other tit and grinned down at the slut in his hands. She turned around and spread her cheeks and he slapped one of them hard, admiring the red hand print that was left but fading from her pale skin.<strong>"And her ass, how tight is it?"</strong>he asked and pressed a finger into her rosebud.<br/><br/>She laid on her back and started to throw her hips about and move them and as Okello talked about the pleasures of her cunt, he pressed a single finger just between her cunt lips and let her gyrating hips work over his fingertip as she teased herself at her Master's command on his finger.<br/><br/>He removed his finger and wiped the wetness on the inside of her thigh and laughed,<strong>"You are right Okello, my room is missing the most essential piece of furniture. It's not a true home until I get myself a bitch to complete the feeling of the apartment. And I can see why you would be reluctant to bet this one so easy - she is a specimen of rare beauty. You have impeccable taste. Ryuuji Adam, you say? I'll get the Emporium's number from the front desk and be certain to see him soon."</strong>