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Katrina lies back in the soft green grass of the Latvian countryside, arms above her head, surrendered. She looks a little anxious, probably about getting caught without her clothes on. She’s a respected hardworking girl, a member of the Latvian tourist board. She’s passionate about her country, and she’s never done anything like this before.
We’re on a private tour of the idyllic lakes and greenery outside Riga, having met at my 5* hotel yesterday when she visited for a rep meeting. I couldn’t take my eyes of her tight slender body under that formal white blouse and black skirt. We chatted in the lobby, flirted a little, and she agreed to take me on a private tour of the Latvian countryside today. I brought a bottle of Champagne along for good measure, which now lies empty in the grass by a little secluded lake, along with Katrina’s work clothes. She’s in my hands now.