And even out here in the hall,he sounds far more professional than that Mr. Austin ever did.'"I'm sorry to hear that you declined the job. I thought ...rom yourresume that it would work out quite well." Actually, he, Mr. Austin, sort of said, too, that I, um, wasn't a goodfit."He looked at her for a few seconds and nodding slightly, said, "Oh, hmm,I think I understand now. By chance, was he offering you a job as hisassistant?" Uh, yes?" Of course, that explains it. That's not the job I had in. Margot came out first in an outfit that made her look like a pinup model. It was burgundy and black and was a cross between a corset and a teddy, replete with suspenders and stockings and stiletto heels that were even higher than the ones she had been wearing. Kim couldn’t help but gasp as her new friend moved and strutted about, leaving her in awe as she went behind the screen yet again. The next number combined both satin and lace and again, stockings went with it. Kim knew that one would. Very softly she rubbed my dick sort of hard and then spooned with me so my dick went in that gap between her legs. Of course my hand was pulled down to one of her little tennis ball sized breasts. She started rubbing my fingers around on her nipple, but stopped as she dozed off. I didn’t last much longer than her.I don’t know how long we slept, but I woke with the quiet girl on top of me with my boner pushed up along the very hot and wet valley of her pussy. I tried twice to reposition, but she. There was no way I would allow any chance of them coming near me--especially in my sleep--so these measures were called for. I switched on the ceiling light and proceeded to throw the sheets off my bed, only to inspect them carefully before reapplying them; and, satisfied, I switched the light off and gently sprawled upon my bed.Sleep came swiftly, and ended as swiftly; for I came to in the paranoid hours just after midnight, with a feeling as though I had dreamt a terribly frightening dream,.