Her jeans, bra, blouse and then I were picked up from the floor. She carried the items that she held into a laundry room, she dropped them into a tall...wicker basket that already contained the clothes from the other girls and put on the lid. Semi darkness as I lay amongst the soiled clothes, the door of the room closed and then silence. I had been collected from the bedroom floor and put in the laundry basket as if I had never existed in any other form. No words came from Suzi?s lips as she had. I opened my eyes, and she was just standing there, watching me. I hadn’t heard a thing, so I was just there sitting on her bed wanking my cock through a pair of her knickers. It was like a dream. Or a nightmare. An absolute nightmare. She was perfectly calm. Utterly and completely calm but she was going to freak. She had to freak. Didn’t she? “Having fun?” “Justine, I...” “If you’re going to say, ‘I can explain’, save it. You’re a pervert.” “I’m sorry…” “Not yet, you’re not. But you will be.. Chris was well up for it so we got a cab back to ours.When we got back she went upstairs to put something on, Chris had said he wanted it to be just like a cam show. I made us all a drink and she came down wearing a short black dress and very high heeled shoes, she freshened up her make up and had a small bag with her. Chris sat on the settee and Mrs O pulled a dining room chair up and sat across the other side of the coffee table. I was on a chair at the side. She stood up and lifted the hem. The phone rang and surprisingly turned out to be a video call from lawyer Bob she hadn’t heard from long time.Before going any further, I need to explain how Bob fit into Kay’s life. Originally, he represented her as lawyer in a legal proceeding. She had found him physically (and mentally) attractive and the feeling was mutual. Over a period of a few years they had several phone conversations, several of which were definitely “X” rated. Several times he suggested that he come over for a morning.