"I'm gonna go get cleaned up," Tiara said.
The flushed-faced naked man on the hotel bed murmured a reply. He was exhausted. She turned away, glad to be leaving him, and went into the bathroom stepping gingerly on her left foot. She closed the door and locked it. She lifted her bare left foot onto the side of the bath and spread her toes. The warmth of her client's semen spread slowly across her foot. She sighed as she reached for the shower head and began cleaning it off.
"These guys are all the same," she thought.
Middle-aged businessmen who spend there whole day bossing around and humiliating those under them. On their day off they get a kick out of hiring a young attractive woman to turn the tables on them and take charge. But what had just happened in the room behind her hadn't been
