"Perhaps I'm a bit impulsive, but this feels right."<br/><br/>As she turns back to me, my face lights up in delight.  It sits beautifully in her décolletage. "Aah!"  It has found a perfect home and definitely draws my eye to the swell of her breasts.  "I'll bode no further discussion.  It is yours.”<br/><br/>Taking up our wine glasses, I pass one to Kozzy.  “Cheers!  To you!"  I gently touch our glasses together and sip the delicious, crisp Riesling.<br/><br/>“Kozzy, you are a mystery to me.  First off, ‘The Place’ isn't quite what I was expecting, and you certainly don't fit my preconceived idea of a sex worker.  Perhaps I'm a bit naive and lacking in experience.  None-the-less, my concept is of a loud, buxom, over-blown female, with pumped up boobs that lounges about in her undies or nighty.  Someone who flaunts sex and her sex, and who, perhaps with reason, hates men."<br/><br/>"None of that applies to you.  Where are you from, what is your heritage, how did you come to be here?"<br/><br/>"Forgive me if I'm overly personal and crossing over a boundary here.  Please, don't feel obliged to respond, but I'm very curious about you.”<br/>