I came across Susan Barrett by accident, not at the club but as a consequence of it. There was one girl amongst the many desirables in my stable that I took more of a shine to. Gabriella was Italian, having that appeal of being cool and distant, sophisticated and chic yet intimate when close and positively indecent when closer. Her demeanour and appearance with jet black hair and olive skin added to her stately aloofness, made her much more than simply attractive and much more than just sensuous. There was the extra tempting allurement of the natural seductress in her hot blood. Her dark green eyes were aware of what was wanted before having to be asked or pointed in the right direction. The soft awareness of her enchantment and magic held me, and many like me, spellbound and beguiled in a
