<strong>Guinevera Starr acquainting herself with Miss Glasgow | Day 2, Afternoon</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Cameron hands were like bread white Guinevera's hip was like churned butter. The kiss that was planted on Cameron's lips was much more pleasant and satisfying than the kiss she planted on Miss LeBlanc the day before. The first kiss told her everything about the appointment. Just from the kiss, Guinevera could tell whether the appointment was going to be enjoyable or a pain in the ass; whether the person was rough or gentle; and whether the person had any tricks up his or her sleeve. Out of the kiss, Guinevera could only tell that this Cameron was something else underneath the clothes she wore. No use thinking about it now. She just wanted to enjoy this moment.<br/><br/>Guinevera let one of her strap of her bustier come loose and fall off her shoulder and down her arm. She did the same with her other strap. Her left hand was placed on the back of Cameron's head, pushing the woman's lips harder on her own. Her right hand managed to find its way without the guiding of the Madame's eyes to the belt on Cameron's pants. She wondered what moves Cameron had next.