He’d shot the poor Professor, who was a virtual prisoner himself, because he was told he couldn’t have sex with the poor young woman who had been ...o happy in the laboratory. He’d begged the mad man not to shoot him, on his knees and everything… Fortunately for me everything had been filmed. This included me laying back against my seat and falling asleep in my car as the Rohipnol took effect. The police had everything, dated and timed and all studiously recorded in the professor’s notebooks to. Now I don't have a job, either!"I don't know why I said it, but the words were out before I could haul them back. "I'd hire you here, but I don't know if you could do it. You absolutely have the body for it."Betty pushed me away, and looked at me in shock. I should never have said that to this prim and proper woman. I waited for her to start yelling and screaming at me for being such a pervert."I have a Bachelor's degree in finance, and you want me to work at a strip club?" Her voice was. She was going to enjoy this – two black hunks all pumped up and ready to fuck. Then everything changed – Co-pilot stood up, pulling Jenny’s head down to take his cock in her mouth – she could feel the ridged head making her gag. He was fucking her mouth; fucking her whole head, and still his mate pounded away at her arse. Double CuntalJenny’s cunt was crying out to be fucked – this could only end one way – could she take them both cuntally? Security man pulled out and sat open-legged on the. When she returned, she handed mea couple pairs of jeans a couple of above the knee skirts and twodifferent short summer dresses. Ugh, skirts and dresses! I thought tomyself.After trying on the new round of clothes Mom found for me, I was amazedhow good her selections looked and how well they fit. In my mind, skirtsand dresses shouldn't look good on me, but they did, wow did they. Justlooking at myself in the mirror wearing my skirt, I felt myself beginningto get aroused. Oh no, not now. I.