Ming-Na Chan was in my freshman yearbook, with braces, glasses, bad hair and the worst possible clothing, but by sophomore year she had been replaced ...y Tatum, a girl with perfect makeup, straight teeth and incredibly cute clothes, usually picked out by Channing. She often bought me stuff and called it her payment for tutoring. Teaching me to flat iron my ridiculously frizzy hair is probably still her greatest gift to me. By senior year, I was reasonably popular… nothing like Channing but. From that and the statement about nospouses, I figured it must be some kind of men’s club.However, the bit about seeing the company doctorconfused me, so I couldn’t really figure out what itmight be all about.Anyhow, I caught the eye of the other fellow with acard, and he pointed to his with a questioning look onhis face. I responded with a shrug that indicated Iwas as much in the dark as he was.Later on, I stopped in at the company doctor (who wasexpecting me), and he tested me for. I can just sleep in my slip." Then she blushed even harder when she thought of how the last couple of months she had been sleeping in the raw so that she could more quickly satisfy her ever-demanding body. God, for the past four hours she hadn't even thought of... that... and now she could already feel the blood beginning to race through her veins in anticipation of the moment she would be alone in that wonderful big bed. No, dammit! She wouldn't touch herself tonight, she resolved. It would. A black bra that was one cup size too small so it would accentuate my cleavage, a black suspenders and garter, black seamed stockings and heels completed my ensemble. I decided to forego panties so I could give Adam and Greg a peek at my soon to be hairless pussy through the evening. Eve and I had decided to tease the boys mercilessly in hope that their enthusiasm at eventually getting to ravish our bodies would pay dividends. This wasn’t something I would have ever done before but the very.