Customer Knows Best (GnothiSeauton & Tom)
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				Title: <strong>Customer Knows Best (GnothiSeauton &amp; Tom)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>09-10-2009, 09:40:48</strong>
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				David Duncan Davids was one of the wealthiest people of his generation. Unlike a few others of his age who had aquired their fortunes through bloated Internet companies, David had produced something tangible; electronics based in the old-fashioned economy but with bleeding edge technology. His DDD brand was recognized all over the world for quality, innovation and fashionable design. <br><br>In spite of the market shares and brand recognition, David himself kept a low profile. While not exactly a Howard Hughes, David D Davids seldom gave interviews or attended social events. He lived quiet, although in luxury; switching between presidential suites in the hotels he owned throughout the world. He attended meetings in his companies or worked in his labs - hands on - designing new technlogy.<br><br>And he was lonely. David was a man in his prime, with a man's needs for both companionship and sexual relations. But he had never met anybody that caught his interest in terms of partnership; and meeting girls for sexual encounters alone felt really akward to him. It was always so hard telling if they were looking for more. That was why he had dialed up the number he had aquired to a prefessional service. He had ordered an escort - a prostitute - to come to his suite.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Customer Knows Best (GnothiSeauton &amp; Tom)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GnothiSeauton</strong> on <strong>09-10-2009, 21:59:38</strong>
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				“Does this night ever fucking end?” The young eighteen year old asked herself quietly as she rose from the small bench.&nbsp; <br><br>Convention Nights in Las Vegas were always the busiest nights in her business.&nbsp; You would be lucky to catch a break in between clients.&nbsp; They were all either the young, geeky men that couldn’t get a date to save their lives (let alone a blow job), the older married men that weren’t getting any at home, or the occasional couple looking to add a little spice to their sex life by adding another person into the mix.&nbsp; No matter who they were though, the tips were always nice on nights like this.&nbsp; <br><br>For the young eighteen year old named Lauren, nights like this made it a little easier to justify why she was doing all of this.&nbsp; She desperately needed the money like most of the girls here, albeit for different reasons.&nbsp; Where some girls just wanted the money for material possessions, to feed drug addictions, or whatever it may be, Lauren was there for her future.&nbsp; School Tuition had skyrocketed by the time she was ready for class, and her parents never had enough money for her.&nbsp; It by far was not an easy choice to make, whether to get into this business or not, but in the end, she felt like she made the right one.&nbsp; Slowly but surely her tuition and books were being paid off, and she was barely surviving, even if her social life at school wasn’t.<br><br>It only took one guy with a big mouth to get the word out about Lauren and her job choice.&nbsp; Overnight it seemed, she was looked down upon by mostly everyone in the school.&nbsp; Men would frequently stop her in the halls to make offers, some jokingly to show off, some actually serious about their offers.&nbsp; The girls, on the other hand, refused to have anything to do with her, fearful that the ‘Campus Whore’, as they called her, would move in and take their boyfriends or spread diseases to them.&nbsp; Her roommate drove her out of the dorm room they shared with the loud, cranking up of music or things of that nature to make the little, quiet moments in Lauren’s life a living hell for what she had done to survive.&nbsp; None of them knew of the hard decisions Lauren had to make to get to where she had to be, and it pained her every night when she laid her head down to sleep in the large condo that doubled as a office/living place for the girls that worked in the upscale escort service.&nbsp; <br><br>Lauren hated her job.&nbsp; There wasn’t any doubt about it, but the money was too tempting to pass up.&nbsp; She needed the money, not only to build a better future for herself, but to also survive life away from home.<br><br>As her name was called from within the little office in the Condo, Lauren groaned softly as she rose onto her tired feet.&nbsp; Pausing for a moment, she stood in front of the mirror.&nbsp; Her long, golden blonde hair and sapphire blue eyes made her hard to resist for the men, and when she wore her best black silk dress with red and white trim, she was unbelievably beautiful.&nbsp; Softly her heels clicked as she walked into the office, sitting down in front of the large desk with a soft smile on her face at the older woman.<br><br>“How you doin, Sweetie?” The older woman named Charlotte asked with a smile as she glanced back at her computer.&nbsp; <br><br>Lauren put up a soft smile.&nbsp; “Tired…&nbsp; I think this is my last one for the night, if that’s alright with you Char.&nbsp; It’s already eleven and I have some stuff to do tomorrow.” She explained, not mentioning her classes.&nbsp; No one in the office knew why she was doing it, although some had asked her out of polite curiosity.<br><br>“Sure Sweetie…” Charlotte said as she looked at the computer screen.&nbsp; She herself had a sneaking suspicion of why Lauren had joined, but never brought it up.&nbsp; “I just got a call from a client at the MGM Grand, looking for a young woman like you for the evening.&nbsp; I’d ask one of the other girls to do it, but they’re all out.&nbsp; What do you say?”<br><br>Lauren paused for a few moments before nodding her head lightly.&nbsp; “Sure.&nbsp; I’ll do it…&nbsp; What’s the info?”<br><br>~~~~~<br><br>After getting the hotel room information, it only took Lauren about fifteen minutes to reach the hotel and climb the elevator.&nbsp; As usual when about to go out on a ‘date’, her heart was beating more than usual.&nbsp; No matter what, she was always nervous before a client.&nbsp; She wasn’t a seasoned vet like some of the other girls in the company.&nbsp; She was and always will be just a young country girl.<br><br>Standing in front of the room on the little post-it paper, Lauren stared up at the numbers on the door, standing and waiting for whomever to answer and just to get the evening over with.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Customer Knows Best (GnothiSeauton &amp; Tom)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>12-10-2009, 10:29:58</strong>
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				The door wasn't really a door to a room, but a door to a seperate elevator that would carry a person to the penthouse suite. Obviously it required a key, or having someone upstairs activate it. A buzzer could be found that would alarm the resident of anyone's arrival. There was also a hidden security camera that could be used to monitor it.<br><br>And someone apparantly did. Before any buttons had been pressed, the elevator doors closed and the lift moved upstairs. When the doors opened again, Lauren found herself in this magnificent suite; although it was somewhat dark. The main living room had a soft carpet, designer furniture in dark wood and leather, as well as an enormous panorama window - overlooking the city of sins with all its lights and glory.<br><br>A man stood looking out the window. He was of average height and build; dressed in a dark suit; simple, yet hand-sewn on Savile Row, London. He turned around with a somewhat shy and boyish smile. Dark locks of hair were combed back but threatened to fall into his face any minute. A strong jaw was a contrast to his otherwise somewhat boyish face. Pale green eyes were radiant with intelligence, although currently a fair bit of embarassment as well.<br><br>"Please...come in." He walked a bit closer, wondering if it was impolite to appraise the features of a girl he was paying. Any concerns he might have had before her arrival, that he might not find her attractive, were quickly put to rest. She was stunning - a classic beauty combined with some of that girl-next-door quality. <br><br>He finally walked up close, offering his hand. "I'm David."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Customer Knows Best (GnothiSeauton &amp; Tom)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GnothiSeauton</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 19:28:56</strong>
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				Lauren couldn’t help but to be impressed by the sight of the room she was standing in.&nbsp; Everything looked so elegant and opulent.&nbsp; Even though she had been in pretty much every major hotel on the strip, she had never been in a room quite like this.&nbsp; ‘Nor with a handsome man like that…’ She thought to herself upon seeing David.&nbsp; By far he was one of her better looking customers, and that made her job a little easier to do.&nbsp; <br><br>“Nice to meet you David…&nbsp; I’m Erin.” She said.&nbsp; Lauren had learned the hard way that giving out her real name was never a good idea, especially with weirdo creeps out there.&nbsp; “I must say, I’ve never been in a Suite quite like this before.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Customer Knows Best (GnothiSeauton &amp; Tom)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 13:15:01</strong>
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				David wasn't really a people's person. But even with his mediocre people skills, he was pretty confident that she wasn't honest about her name. But it didn't really matter, did it. This was all a performance, and she had an artist name, like a porn star. David was just glad she hadn't introduced herself as something silly, like Dedee Titts.<br><br>He looked left and right as if the interior of the suite just struck him as something out of the ordinary. "I suppose it's quite nice." He motioned for the window. "I was just admiring the view. It's quite spectacular, isn't it. All those lights...I'm imagining the electrical currents, racing from the generators through the powerlines and lighting up this artificial world in all it's vivid neon. The magic of technology."<br><br>He smiled, in a way that said he knew he was being a little silly. "Is there anything we need to get over with in advance. You know....payment and such. I've never really done this before."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Customer Knows Best (GnothiSeauton &amp; Tom)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GnothiSeauton</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 20:41:06</strong>
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				Softly she nodded, feigning interest in the science and technology of it all as she stepped a little closer to the window.&nbsp; She had to admit, the view was absolutely breathtaking.&nbsp; Lauren had a little system:&nbsp; the better the view, the deeper the pockets.&nbsp; She could already tell whoever this man was, whatever he did for a living, he was loaded.&nbsp; Most of the girls in her situation would have drained his wallet of money upon hearing his limited experience with this situation, but Lauren wasn’t that cruel.&nbsp; In all honesty she found him rather attractive with a little cute geeky quality to him that she found adorable.&nbsp; <br><br>“One word of advice, don’t say you haven’t really done this before.&nbsp; Most girls would take advantage of that.&nbsp; &nbsp;It’s three thousand dollars for whatever you would like.” She said, her voice sweet and caring, unlike the cold, uninterested tone of voice most girls used.&nbsp; “Tips aren’t mandatory, but they’re greatly appreciated.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Customer Knows Best (GnothiSeauton &amp; Tom)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>19-10-2009, 10:12:39</strong>
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				David turned his head and smiled. "Three thousand, huh?"<br><br>He hadn't entirely lost his sense of what money was worth, in spite of his ability to purchace anything he wanted. "My lawyer doesn't even charge that much, and he screws me all the time." He winked. "You must be very good."<br><br>He reached into his pocket and produced three chips from the casino, each worth a thousand. "I'm sure a lot of your customers prefer not to use credit cards." He handed the chips to his escort and put his hands on his back, glancing at the big leather furniture. "Would the couch suffice?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Customer Knows Best (GnothiSeauton &amp; Tom)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GnothiSeauton</strong> on <strong>19-10-2009, 18:34:06</strong>
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				Lauren smiled.&nbsp; "Hey, I don't make the rules.&nbsp; It's what you pay for when you call up the best service in Vegas." She said sweetly as she took the chips from him and deposited them into her little purse.&nbsp; It was a little more than common for customers to pay with chips, although cash was the preferred choice instead of dealing with the Casino workers down below that just always seemed to know how these young girls earned the chips.&nbsp; <br><br>"The couch is fine." She said with a fake smile.&nbsp; Clicking sounds of her heels against the floor softly filled the room as Lauren walked over to the couch and sat down as she draped her arm over the back of the couch.&nbsp; "What would you like to do tonight?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Customer Knows Best (GnothiSeauton &amp; Tom)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 09:44:56</strong>
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				David imagined he'd be quite proud with such a beautiful date, if had attended one of the many social events that he was always invited to. There were movie premiers and award shows and fashion shows and charity events, but David almost never went. If he did, <em>and </em> with such a hot date, the presss would go nuts.<br><br>He sat down in the couch next to her. She was so beautiful and natural that it was easy to forget she was a professional. It felt like it would be offensive just to demand a blowjob, although it probably wouldn't be. He felt his heart rate quicken, and not just by lust. Something more.<br><br>"I would like to stay right here on the couch. Maybe we could kiss first?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Customer Knows Best (GnothiSeauton &amp; Tom)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GnothiSeauton</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 18:41:20</strong>
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				Lauren smiled softly at David’s request as she scooted closer to him.&nbsp; “You know, whatever you want means whatever you want.” She said politely. It was a little uncommon for her to have customers that wanted to kiss, especially one like David with his obvious power and good looks.&nbsp; Most of the time her clients just wanted her to get down to business, cutting out the kissing and cuddling.&nbsp; <br><br>Slowly she moved and straddled his lap, draping her arms around his back as she leaned in gently.&nbsp; Her breasts were pressed against his hard chest as she softly massaged his neck in an attempt to get him relaxed.&nbsp; “Just relax.” She said softly, pressing her lips to his softly before pulling back.&nbsp; “I’m yours for the night, whatever you want.”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>21-10-2009, 14:12:51</strong>
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				He had always been a good kisser. It was probably a result of his romantic disposition, combined with his meticulous nature and attention to detail. He had decently full lips for a man, as well, and that surely didn't hurt.<br><br>David kissed the girl, very softly. He let his eyes close, and actually started to relax. The kissing soon fueled his passion and he started kissing a little more hungrily; letting the tip of his tongue start to ease out. He put his hand on her bare arm, stroking it a little, feeling her soft skin.
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				Post by: <strong>GnothiSeauton</strong> on <strong>21-10-2009, 20:20:56</strong>
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				Feeling his tongue slowly part her lips, Lauren welcomingly accepted him into her mouth.&nbsp; Softly she suckled on his tongue as her hips gently grounded into his lap.&nbsp; Lauren’s hands slowly moved up to the back of his head, rubbing his neck and back of his head gently to match the pace of the kissing.&nbsp; She had to admit, it was rather nice to just sit and tenderly kiss with passion.&nbsp; It was something nice and enjoyable to her, something she never got to experience that often.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Customer Knows Best (GnothiSeauton &amp; Tom)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 10:18:49</strong>
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				Davids' hand shifted down to her knee and stroked up along her thigh. He was obviously already excited, which was why he had ordered an escort in the first place, but now his lust was growing quite strong. His cock was rock hard in his pants, and his mind raced with the possibilities of what could and would happen.<br><br>"Undress for me, please." He whispered. It was not a question, really. The <em>please</em> was added because he was always polite. <br><br>"Slowly."
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				Post by: <strong>GnothiSeauton</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 14:59:59</strong>
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				Giving him a soft, tender kiss, Lauren slowly moved and turned her body around, sitting on his lap as she presented her back to him.&nbsp; Her hands reached up to hold back her hair as she turned her head ever so lightly to face him.&nbsp; "Would you mind unzipping me?" She asked, her voice soft and seductively as she spoke.
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				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 15:06:34</strong>
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				David gave a slight moan as a part of her weight pressed against his hardness. There wouldn't be any doubt she could feel him erect underneath her.<br><br>"Not at all." he reached back, feeling her slender neck with his hands as they trailed down to her back, locating her zippper. She was even more beautiful than he had imagined, but in a different way than he thought.<br><br>It was the way she looked at him. The way her lashes moved up and down. It was the shape of her lips and the way she spoke. He was no fool to believe it wasn't an act; she obviously got better tips from the men who got infatuated with her. Nonetheless, she had a quality that he couldn't define.<br><br>He pulled the zipper down to her lower back.
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				Post by: <strong>GnothiSeauton</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 19:53:18</strong>
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				As he finally pulled down the zipper, Lauren laid back against his hard chest before nuzzling her face into his neck.&nbsp; Gently she planted a soft kiss on his jaw, her soft whisper-like words seemingly pure silk.&nbsp; "Thank you." She said as she slowly moved off of his lap.&nbsp; <br><br>Her heels softly clicked against the floor as she moved a good ten feet away directly in front of him.&nbsp; With her doe-like eyes gazing into his, Lauren's hands gently slipped off her black dress as it fell to the floor.&nbsp; Slowly she turned around and bent down, giving him a wide view of her ass in the black lace panties.&nbsp; Her soft creamy thighs were slender and seductive in the stockings as she bent down and pulled her dress off of the ground before tossing it into a chair.&nbsp; Lauren didn't turn around at once to face him.&nbsp; Instead she slowly unclasped her bra with her back to him, throwing it into the same chair as her dress before reaching up to let her hair down.&nbsp; The panties were next to go as she once again bend down and slid her panties off her bottom.<br><br>When she finally turned around, Lauren's arm covered her swelling breasts as her other arm reached down to cover her aroused pussy.&nbsp; Once again, she put of the soft smile that she had put on for numerous clients as the pain of what was going to happen slowly welled up in her as it had done countless times with clients.&nbsp; <br><br>"Anything else I can do for you?" She asked sweetly, staring into his eyes as she covered herself up with her arms and hands.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Customer Knows Best (GnothiSeauton &amp; Tom)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 09:29:25</strong>
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				David was taken somewhat aback. It wasn't the first time he was with a woman. Not at all. And he had somewhat expected her to be sexy and attractive - but he hadn't expected to be so greatly affeccted by her presence and sensuality.<br><br>"You're a stunningly beautiful young woman..." He desired her stronger now than ever. <br>He nodded. "Yes. I would like you to pleasure me with your mouth. A blowjob."<br><br>David could only admit to himself that he had a strong oral fixation. Like most men he loved the sight of every part of the female body, bottoms especially. But when it came to sex, there was nothing like seeing full lips and a wet tongue sliding across a big hard cock.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Customer Knows Best (GnothiSeauton &amp; Tom)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GnothiSeauton</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 18:06:17</strong>
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				Smiling softly to him, Lauren slowly walked forward.&nbsp; The heels on her feet clicking softly as she closed the gap between them.&nbsp; Her hands slowly fell to her side, revealing her breasts without cover.&nbsp; When she was standing over him, she slowly slid to her knees before him before her hands slowly pushed apart his legs.&nbsp; The soft, cool flesh of her hands slowly rubbed his thighs, working their way slowly up towards his crotch.&nbsp; Silence was broken by the eventual unzipping of his pants, and never once did her eyes leave his as her small, feminine hands reached into his pants and grasped his throbbing member to pull it out.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Customer Knows Best (GnothiSeauton &amp; Tom)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tom</strong> on <strong>26-10-2009, 11:51:39</strong>
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				David looked back into the beautiful girl's eyes. His eyes were drawn away only momentarily by the exposure of her full breasts. Looking into her eyes made him feel like that guy at the end of 2001: a Space Oddissey; disappearing into something wonderful that he didn't comprehend.<br><br>He felt her hand on his hard shaft and the relief of having his cock free of his tight pants. He was quite big; long and hard and thick with bulging veins running along the length. Her hand felt so good around it, but he was confident it would be nothing compared to that sweet mouth.
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