I like showing off.” “A one inch rise is the lowest I have,” he told me as he took the measurements and began writing them down. “Boot cut? Fl...re? Stovepipe? Skinny?” “Skinny, I guess. I just want to show off everything and look sexy. I'll be wearing four or five inch heels with them.” “Got it. You want whatever makes you look the most like a slut.” “Yep, so use your own judgment.” “How would you like to go relax in the hot tub?” “Sounds divine.” The warm water felt glorious and so relaxing and. (Don't ask me to remember them, but it was stuff like whether two shoes were one item or two.) Naturally, everyone wanted to avoid exposing the goodies any sooner than necessary. The girls had a tendency to pull their bras out from under their shirts even if we guys said that was cheating. Soon enough, one of the girls (who wasn't wearing all that much anyway) was naked, and the b*o+her declared that he had "won" her. She played along and they went to the bedroom despite not actually being. He wanted to speak but wasn’t sure of the words. Rene became more firm. "You’ve seen the women, now it’s time to chose." The man, Jan, looked her directly in the eye as he said, "I chose you!" "I’m sorry, I don’t work at the tables." "But, I want you!" "Well, you can’t have me." "I’d pay you extremely well." "Yeh!" "How about a thousand dollars?" When Rene didn’t respond, Jan simply moved out the door and was gone. All that was left was Jan’s business card there on her counter. Then, her shift. I was amazed this smart, beautiful, sexy woman was giving herself to me and I was determined to make certain she was satisfied. As she continued to play with her breasts, I reached around her and unzipped her skirt, which fell down to her feet. I licked my lips as my fingers firmly brushed against the fabric of her thong, now soaked with her sweet juice. I brought my wet fingers up to her right breast and rubbed her wetness over her nipple. She moaned as my tongue hit her breast and I began.