I'd never felt so sexy. I'd never felt so free.I'd never felt so on fire with energy, with passion, and with romance.I'd never felt such nervous titi...lation, never dreamed of being asexcited as I was.For over an hour I waited. My mind cascaded with imagery and ideas onwhat he'd be like, as a dancer.And as a lover.Or am I misreading the whole thing?Finally, when I'd begun to let doubt creep into my mind that he wouldn'tactually show, there was a gentle knock on the door. I approached thespy. I slipped my index finger inside to join the middle one, stretching my pussy lips apart. My rocking was beginning to make my bed move but in the moment I didn't care. Perhaps there was a part of me that wanted him to hear the bed, to know that I was there and for him to come out of my shower and finish what I'd started. With my eyes fixed on Richie stroking his cock I pressed down onto my hand. My nipples were sending shocks of electricity through my body and I bit down on it on my bottom lip,. “Hey baby!” the buxom woman in red greeted him.“Hi bitch” the woman in black said curtly.Madam Snow turned to them with smiles of admiration. “These fine ladies are two of our most sought after tops at the Ivory Manor! You should consider yourself very fortunate to enjoy their company at the same time. They're going to be looking after you today and the rest of the night after I leave. You will follow their orders and obey their every whim until they're relieved tomorrow. Is that understood,. Why? How? Who? No answers came. If Jas had phoned and told me what was going on, I could have perhaps born the pain. It would be cruel, but at least I would have known. Known enough to try and put it behind me and move on with my life. But not knowing meant that I couldn't. My imagination would fill in the blanks, and there were an awful lot of blanks. I spent hours driving around the streets of our town, searching for a glimpse of her. I sat in my car, two hundred yards from her parents house.