#387402 - I strode confidently up to reception and asked for Margaret Davenport, and your name sir? the receptionist reached under the desk and handed me a keycard, go to the left elevator, place the card in the slot and press seventy, leave the card in until the elevator doors open again and with that pointed me to the elevators. It was a beautiful afternoon; the smell of freshly cut grass and a distant barbeque hung in the air, as i sat in my garden rubbing tanning oil into my chest i heard my neighbours screen door swing open, it made that nails on blackboard sound that make me shiver EVERY time. Welcome to papillon, as she sat down beside me her coat opened up to the lowest button revealing a glimpse of her inner thigh leading down to her slim calves, how could she possibly look this good at 47.