The dress showed the pleasant curve of her hips and the pointy outline of her nipples, just enough shape to leave no doubt that she was a woman. Cindy...was quite a contrast to Olga. Cindy was a brunette and five foot one when she stretched. Her body was all curves and beautifully proportioned. She was closer to a Marilyn Monroe than a Twiggy.In a just few minutes, we had settled in at a table with menus and a round of drinks. Over dinner, the XYLs finally got an opportunity to talk to each other. It was a snow white statue at least fifteen feet tall of a young androgynous nude male in all of his glory. Glowing softly with an inner light, the figure was the most achingly wonderful sight I had ever seen."Is that..." Whoa, kid Whoa!" Trefual said, waving his hands frantically, " Never say HIS name! When speaking about HIM say HIM or His Infernal Majesty. If you ever meet HIM say "Your Highness". But never, ever say his name. He doesn't like it when others use his name and gets real pissy. We're both virgins, so disease isn't a worry. As for the other thing, I'm on the pill." OK," he said. I put a dab of the KY on my hand, and reached back down. "Oooooh!" he moaned."Better?" Heaven," he said. His hand went back to my ass. "God, I've wanted my hands on your bare ass for over a year." I couldn't help but giggle at that.Now that I'd gotten going, I was enjoying it. His dick was hard but still soft, and nice and warm. I liked it in my hand, a lot. And I found out I really liked his. " "I see," I replied, "Let's get going I still have a lot planned for you tonight." OK," she said and followed me as I went directly back to the blonde.I smiled at the blonde and said, "You wish you were my slave don't you?" Excuse me?" she responded shocked."You want my cock, I can tell," I said, as I wrote my cell phone number on a napkin and handed it to her. "Here is my number, call me when you are ready to be pleased by me." I then grabbed Mrs. Simmons by the hand and walked out of the.