Thinking that she was making it too easy for this worm of an agent, she decided that he would have to ask for her last garment.The agent had to swallo... before he spoke, his mouth having gone dry from excitement. In an annoyed voice, he croaked "Take off your underpants, now!" Pleased with herself for disconcerting the man, Susan slipped her fingers into the waistband of her panties and pushed them down over her bare hips. Her hairy bush was suddenly exposed to five sets of male eyes; her. Susan crossed her legs once again, slowly, loving every second of it. Yes,just as they must have had erections, so were her panties wet with the excitementthe evening provided. It was better than she had hoped for. She'd hoped forquick glances from men around her, perhaps a name or two thrown at her in thestreet by youths acting bold in front of their friends. That would have beenenough. What she got here was so much better, so much more arousing. Two youngmen drooling over her, a verbal fuck. ‘So what was it you wanted to see me for, dude?’ ‘Oh, it was just some of the numbers on your worksheets don’t add up. Just wanted to let you know before you send it off to HQ and they have guts for garters. Swear you should pay me more for this kind of shit, Gary.’ ‘Ha Ha, cheers, Andy, nice one. And the envelope?’ The envelope! I had it in my left hand the entire time. Shit! ‘What? This? Oh just a contract for Rob in Sheffield, got to post on the way down to the pub, you coming?’ ‘Nah, too. " Ok, I hope it isn't me, because this would be a pretty awkward way totell me." No silly. I had just gotten out of a bad relationship with acontrolling, abusive woman. I wasn't feeling good about myself, and Ilet another woman, who happened to be trans, take advantage of me. Youdon't need to know the details, but I was really hurt. If I hear or seeanything that reminds me of her, I let my anger get out of control andsay things I don't mean. Like I told you, I'm a fucking mess."When we were.