And sex was clearly readily on demand. As the literature left by the side of the wide screen TV made clear, if they wanted it, all they had to do was ...sk. And since the most attractive people they saw always turned out to be citizens of Throb under instructions to be constantly obliging there would never be a problem in deciding who it was they fancied. There was no doubt in the girls' minds that this was a holiday where they would be well and truly fucked.After unpacking their few belongings,. A lace body which stretches over my body and clips under my clit, the fabric feels wonderful on my skin. I do my makeup, smokey eyes and ruby red lips. Then strap my black shiny strappy heels around my ankles. Rather than any other clothes I pull on my coat, tie the belt round my waist and head out. As I'm driving over to your place my ass is twitching with excitement at what you've got planned for me tonight. I ring the doorbell and you buzz me in. I know the way now and my heels clip on the. "Hello Nova city!" She called out as the announcer handed her the microphone. "How are ya'll doing today!?" She asked, garnering a new round of applause and cheering from the assembled people."We are here today to celebrate someone very special. Someone who has lead the way for women everywhere, and been a great personal inspiration for myself. I'm speaking of course, of our own scarlet starlet!" The roar of support that came from the crowd was deafening, and it seemed like it never wanted to. Phillippa turned her head, but the smell already alerted her to what he was referring to. The barman was sharing a joint with a couple of Moroccan men, one quite old in a djalaba, who were standing at the bar. Phillippa smiled.She dug into her pocket, and pulled out a sachet and a packet of king-size Rizlas."At least we don't have to go back to our room," she said with a smile.As she busied herself in assembling the joint, she noticed the young woman watching her fingers as she crumbled some of.