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Jessica Bond - "Auf Wiedersehen, Pffet"

... valet outfit. &#034Willkommen, gnädige Frau. Viel Spaß.&#034 The black valet greeted Bond as she took the keys. Although her demeanour was pleasant, Bond could see in her dark ivory eyes that she wasn't feeling fulfilled in her line of work. Who could blame her, working for such a fascist boss. &#034Danke, I shall.&#034 Bond replied before walking up the red carpet, and into the grand looking tall building. As she walked into the front room, there was red everywhere. From the red carpets underfoot to the red wallpapered walls. There was red loveseats in which a male guest was sitting and chatting to a couple of whores. The only thing breaking up the red was the black bannisters of the curving staircase. There was a line of whores standing on display, smiling dead-eyed at the guests, including Bond. At the top of the stairs, stood Ulla Arshenschniffer, she was wearing a typical German Dirndl outfit such as those you'd see women wearing at Oktoberfest, although it was much more revealing. Her big firm bosoms were almost popping out of the top, which was very low-cut. The dress was mainly black with white short fluffy sleeves, and a small red leather apron. The skirt of the dress was very short, only going as far down as the top of her strong thick milky-coloured thighs. She had small black flats on her feet, and her bright blonde hair was in long plaited pigtails. She looked very curvy in her dress, like a thickly shaped hour-glass figure. She also had in her hand, a big large ...

... stein of frothy German beer. &#034Willkommen! Willkommen!&#034 She greeted the guests with great cheer, before taking a big gulping swig of her drink. She then let out a loud belch, and cheered triumphantly as the other guests cheered, apart from of course, Bond, who just stared at her, thinking of her as nothing more than a pig. She walked down the stairs, and approached the gathered guests. one by one she would greet them by shaking their hands, and instructing them to pick a whore. She eventually came to Bond. &#034Willkommen. Wer sind Sie?&#034 She asked as she shook Bond's hand. &#034Mein Name ist Bond - Jessica Bond.&#034 Bond answered. &#034Ah, zat accent, you are English, ja?&#034 Ulla asked, speaking with a heavy German accent. &#034Correct.&#034 Bond nodded her head. &#034So you have come all ze vay from England to sample ze fine produce of Germany, ja?&#034 Ulla asked with a hearty chuckle. &#034You could say that.&#034 Bond replied with a wry smile. &#034You are lesbian? You enjoy ze taste of girls?&#034 Ulla questioned with a big toothy grin. &#034So long as the girls taste sweet.&#034 Bond smirked, Ulla laughed heartily again. &#034In zat case, you must vear von of these.&#034 Ulla remarked, and snapped her fingers. A young slim olive-skinned girl with black hair hurried over, she was wearing a skimpy black dress with a strange black collar around her neck, a fearful look on her face. She handed Ulla a small pink triangle badge, which Ulla proceeded to attach to ...