"In the ancient times, during the reigns of royalties. Concubines had to undergo such vaginal check-ups before they were sent to the royal's chambers. Not to be a queen, just for sexual pleasures," added the doctor."Wow! This girl is really one of a kind!" Trixie exclaimed. "I cannot say I am totally sorry for her to be in this kind of job. It's as if she was made for this," she added with a gleeful snort. "Well, I guess everyone has their perfect place to be in. Let's just hope this girl finds only what she deserves," the doctor nodded her head as she welcomed positivity in her thoughts."I will make sure to do my very best she does. What happens beyond my capacity and best efforts would be out of my hands," Trixie sighed. "God knows my heart. That is all that matters." Trisha was talking over the phone, but as she did not get any response from her former trainer Trixie, she paused to check if the lines were still connected. It was!"Hello? Trix?" There was no answer, although th
The two ladies' conversation ended after a good hour. Trixie promised to visit the club and meet Trisha's client herself when she finds the time in her busy schedule. Trisha took it as a formality, but Trixie was speaking from her heart. Trixie wanted to know who is Mister Vero for many reasons. But all in concern for Trisha, her most treasured and dearest student.She is very fond of Trisha, and she would like to make sure she is in good hands and doing well in everything if possible. But Trisha answered with humbleness, although done in the way of joking, to decline her plans to see the girl at work because Trisha claimed that Trixie was already busy with many things. It might be true, and honestly, Trixie would never bother her students once they are out of her management in training, but for this girl, Trixie is willing to bend her rules. Trisha is almost like a daughter to her, although they have just been together in the day times within the six months that she trained the servi
Carlo wanted to chase her for a kiss, but as she asked if she could do as she wished, he stayed passive. He let her do things her way. He watched as she unbuttoned his black shirt and her kisses traced her hands after each button was undone, ravishing his exposed skin as soon as she could."Ahhhhhh..." He bit his lower lip in excitement at how Trixie was expertly handling him around.With his hands idly spread down on the armrest of his chair, Trixie pulled a cushion nearby and dropped below her to kneel on it after spreading Carlo's legs wide open to make space for her. But not before slowly pulling her all-white mini-dress seductively right in front of him.Trixie deliberately chose to wear white tonight to symbolize losing her virginity. It was a kind of way to honor her first time, even for herself alone. She wanted to say she is proud she was able to keep herself a virgin until today despite life circumstances. Now, she was not regretful in any way. She will be twenty soon, and t
After Trisha's conversation with Trixie, she unpacked the boxes on the paper bag Mister Vero gave her last night. She was ecstatic to realize that the things in front of her right now would play so much of a big help for her. She started to fit them one by one. She wanted to see which among them Mister Vero would like her to wear. She would love to wear them one by one and walk like a model on a runway in front of him, but she was told to choose one among them and wear it to his booth tonight. She prepared a front-open dress to top the lingerie. She tried a royal blue, silk, open bra and crotch babydoll lingerie. The upper cloth had a cloak-like fabric to cover her back and sides, but the front was open, exposing her breasts and all the way down her crotchless pair of panties with the same color. The bra was not even covering anything as her breasts poked the whole flesh out of its cups. Trisha checked herself in her full-length mirror, turned from side to side, and then checked her
Trisha was already in Mister Vero's private booth when the message arrived. She was squeezing herself to get cleaned up with the use of a soft cloth, liquid bath soap, and the warm water in the sink basin. She scrubbed her body with the wet cloth lathered with soap, rinsed its soap, and wiped her body clean again. She made sure her private parts were clean without splashing water in the toilet cubicle. It wasn't built for taking a shower, so she had to be careful about creating any puddle of water. She could have taken a better shower at the common bathroom in the service girls' quarters, but as she was worried something might happen to displease Mister Vero again, here she was, cramping to get thoroughly cleaned up in a very narrow space, no-shower toilet in a booth."If there is a will, there is a way," Trisha humored herself. And in her mind, she has too many wills to count not to find a way.The will to keep her job.The will to please and keep her client.The will to earn and pr
Despite knowing all rationality, the young girl still felt aggrieved. And she could not smile as sweetly as she was supposed to. Denny was about to take a bite of food on his own, but as he lifted his eyes, he saw a drop of tears on the table next to Trisha's food. He froze from his seat, and his eyes slowly traveled up to her face. "Trisha...?" The girl was looking down on her food. Denny could not see her face clearly, so he called her name to make her look up to him. And she did. "..." Trisha was swallowing her spit with so much difficulty. "What's wrong?" asked her client.In Denny's eyes, her smile was too unnatural. Her face was sporting a sad smile, with her lips' corners upturned, but her eyes were clouded with tears. His voice and tone were soft and gentle this time and Trisha felt her emotions pop like an over-puffed balloon. "Please, don't be mad at me," Trisha sobbed with her hands covering her lips.Denny was startled. He frowned, paused to stare at her, and asked ag
"Okay, you can tell me later if you have anything to ask of me." Denny agreed. "But that is if you win and I lose. Because I am guessing you are wearing..." Nick let go of one of her hands and led Trisha to walk upfront with his hold on her by the other hand. As expected of her, Trisha followed his wordless command until she stood right in front of him, still dressed without any vision or hint of what could be underneath her dress. Denny let go of her hands to lean an elbow on his left armrest and cup his jaw on its palm, looking right into the beautiful girl mischievously smiling back at him. He gazed at her. But her face did not show any hints, so Denny tried to read the colors. If she is wearing a red dress, the possibility of her wearing a red lingerie under is too low. Possible, yes, but at a rate of 1 to 10 with 10 as the highest, he thinks red to red would only be 2 points. Which means the possibility of "not" is higher. "Black. My guess is you are wearing Black," Denny deci
Trisha used her luscious lips, sensuous tongue, and flirtatious touch to worship her most valued client. But her exposed breasts did not stay on display only. She made use of them to rub his hard rock erection in between, with a tiny fabric of lace in the middle. The lace texture on the lower surface of his shaft sends an indescribable sensation as it is ticklish. It makes Denny feel even more aroused. Trisha wrapped her lips around his tool when she saw a bead of cum peep on its slit but not before having a taste of it with her pointed tongue."Ahhhhhh...mmmm..."Denny's mouth gaped as he caught his breath and moaned in delight. Knowing Denny's stamina, Trisha knew he wouldn't have any trouble getting hard after an orgasm from a blowjob, so she did not restrain herself. She licked him from the tip of his cock to his neatly trimmed base and around it until her kisses traveled down to find his male gonads. She sucked on them one after the other with a loud pop when she released them.