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Monday 17th December 2018

“Is there anything else I can get you sir?” the discreet butler asked Ron and he sucked his lip, wondering if he should ask.

“Anything,” Jeeves, Ron thought his name was, said, “Mr. Bramson was very emphatic that we should treat you to the best of British hospitaity.”

Ron smiled, knowing exactly why Vic Bramson wanted him to have a good time, “You know any not so nice London girls Jeeves?”

The butler’s face didn’t change, “How many did you want Sir?”

“Oh, uh…I think three’s a good number, don’t you?”

“It does have an excellent ring to it, yes.”

“Good, get me three not so nice girls.”

“Right away sir,” Jeeves said and nodded as he left the room, closing the door behind him.

Ron and his band were in town for a charity concert hosted by Vic Bramson. They were a big deal in Britain and they knew this was a huge favor to the billionaire philanthropist. He had put them up at his mansion and assured them that anything they needed, they had only to ask.

Ron always experienced the tension of nerves tightening his shoulders before a performance and nothing loosened him up like a good orgasm with a few hot escorts and London girls had a reputation for be just the type of girl he liked.

He sat down and poured himself some champagne. The other band members had opted to go out and see the sights but Ron preferred to stay in. That didn’t mean he had to be alone.

“Sir, may I introduce Annabel, Sara, and Kate, “Jeeves said pointing to three escorts London girls who looked really hot, a tall redhead, a short curvy dark haired, dark skinned beauty and a slim, raven-haired Goth looking girl. 

“Hey Annabel, Sara, and Kate,” he said with a grin and a wave of his hand, “Why don’t you all come here and say hello properly?”

The three escorts moved toward him in sync, Annabel’s red hair brushing against his cheek as she leaned in to plant her ruby red lips on his. Sara put a hand behind his back and nipped his neck, just a bit.

“Oh, we are going to have a good time.”

Kate looped her arms around his neck and then jumped into his arms, legs around his waist, “Oh yes we are,” she said rubbing up and down.

It was shaping up to be a stellar evening.