I was wearing a pink v-neck dress, why it showed of my tits perfectly and also it gave the guy who’s name was Bruce, the chance to easily grab a fee... while I wanked him. Bruce came in and took all his clothes off leaving just his pants on; he then lay down on my sofa whilst I set up the recorder. Once we were set and read I hit record and walked over to him. I got on my knees and started rubbing his left thigh its nice to see you again I sighed smiling at Bruce, great to see you to baby Bruce. “That is what they call you, isn’t it?” He laughed again.At work, I had a reputation for not mixing with the other staff. I like to keep my personnel life private.“A drink beckons,” Ian ushered us into the bar. As we sat down, I offered my cigarettes around, with no takers. I lit my mine, sucked in and exhaled a plume of smoke.“You look like you needed that”; Ian quipped, as he made himself comfortable, stretching his muscular legs along the sofa.“I did, Martin wouldn’t let me smoke in his. Genevievejust grinned, "Suck it up soldier boy."Soon she had his hair straightened out and they moved on to the boots.Brian pulled them up his legs with difficulty and Genevieve snapped theanklets closed with a grunt of force. They were a tight fit but that wasthe fashion of Baselt. "Now let's see," she said looking Brian over,"Brianna is almost ready for a test run, but, Baseltian women areidiots, they let the men dictate everything. You've seen the pictures,they wear make up." Genevieve was. "My chest!" I thought. I turned tothe side, and found it now seemed to poke out. If I moved around a bit,I felt a slight wobble on my chest, and I could feel my erect nipplesbrushing against the silky insides of the bra I was wearing. "Probablyfrom thinking about John too much..." I figured. Shaking my head, Iscreamed, "NO! I don't like dudes!"Completely disturbed now, I felt down the front of my dress, slowlyreaching towards my crotch. I pressed the material in between my legs.While.