?I heard the word ?money? and I nodded eagerly.? That?s when I got shocked.? He told me that the last stall on the left inthe arcade had a glory hole.... He told meI could earn twenty dollars a blow job.?I guess I didn?t look that shocked because he just continued on as ifthat was a normal proposal.? Then heoffered me two hundred bucks an hour if I were willing to perform everySaturday night in the middle of the sales area demonstrating a product, which Ithen could keep for free! I think I. "Are you going to be sick?" he asked.It took her a second to calm down. "No ... I'll be okay."Finally, he got a pair of flip-flops on her and her hair pulled back in a scrunchy. He found her purse and then went into his own room to throw on some clothes and get his wallet.The pair stumbled down the hall to the elevator. Shelley had to lean on him for support. The lights stung her eyes.The night staff had someone waiting for them and she was eased into the limo. It seems like everything in Vegas. ... If not you lose. Oh, I'msorry Saab is the wrong answer, Mr. Hiller will you come down here, toset the controls for your wife's transformation?" As the audiencecheered.-Pam smiled at me as we headed to our booths. First my clothes were takenfrom me, and I was given an injection. A large tech lead me in, beforeclosing the door, I may have been fat, but was overweight too. Pam tookthe winners opportunity to gloat, as she removed her clothes, I saw asshe removed her corset she must have weighed. Well she certainly didn’t want that burnt. She felt it twitch against her soft fingers as she stroked it once, twice. She held the bottle towards him and smiled. “Legs perhaps?” He took the proffered bottle from her hand, and poured the thick lotion onto his palm. Dropping the bottle, he rubbed his hands together. Her hand squeezed and rubbed at her breast, slowly circling. Her fingers squeezed at the firm nipple, pulling, leaving it glistening in the sunlight. She stroked across to her left.