"Save it, Chet, I don't want to hear it," she told me, just before she vanished into the hallway."Fuck," I muttered, lying back and putting my hands o...to my face.The sound of the extra bedroom door closing hit the airwaves. I just sat there for a little while with my brain on fire. Her phone rang several times during my thinking term."Quit calling her already, Jim, damn," I said, hitting my leg."Gwen, you would have felt good during our sex session, but I know it would have torn you up after it. "Waxing! No-one said anything about waxing! I'm nothaving that!" I tried to get out of the chair.Lisa calmly and effortlessly pushed me back down, "Vanessa said youmight be a little bit reluctant, so she gave me some pictures to showyou that she felt would change your mind."Lisa handed me some photographs and I groaned as I saw what they were.Some were from that first day in her office showing me sucking on thestrap on protruding from her trousers. A few were from the second timewith me. No matter how many times one has slept with another, no matter one’s age or experience, this is always a big moment for a man - or any other human being. The room in which the action is going to take place, is a peculiar environment indeed. It is usually very small: a bed, a desk and a chair are often the only things in it. It smells of flowery substances, but it is a rather strong, penetrating odor. The light is red, or pink, or purple, and sometimes, one can hear the newly created couple on. I presumed that the influence of alcohol has taken over her senses. Roshni started slowly swaying to the tune that was playing in the background and stripping down for the men. She slowly pulled down her gown from the shoulders and touched her tits from above her gown. Next, she turned her ass towards the men and pulled her gown up to her waist. To my surprise, I saw her wearing stockings and a pantyhose with holders.Man, she was looking just like a pornstar straight out of a first-grade site.