I left a good tip, & excused myself with the last of the customers, kicking myself for not having worked up the bravery to ask her, it had occurred to...me somewhere between the meatballs & the tiramisu… I walked down the block… almost hating myself… but not quite. I did decide that I needed to renew my reminders…. & stopped in at a gas station to buy a lighter. As I stood there at the counter, I came to the conclusion that if I were brave enough to burn myself, I should be brave enough to go. The duct tape will pull off a layer of skin but, you will forget all about it when you get whistled at." The forms and the duct tape was working together to form what looked like a very nice set of breasts. The clothing went on very well. Just before the makeup was to start, the two friends arrived. Mary introduced what appeared to be two very sexy young ladies. They were both still men. "This is Heather and Jane." "Well, Mary , it looks like you two have been busy already. Girl, you got. That should be a kick in the teeth to both of them,” Cherry urged me.“And become one of the idle rich, baby?” I teased my fiancée, “What else do I do with my day, then?”“What the idle rich spend half their time doing, honey ... fucking anything that moves. You have a dozen women to please, myself included, so the sooner you get started, the better you can recover between lays. I know it’s contrary to your nature. You’re a hard-working man from a very industrious, middle-class, immigrant family. She traced a finger along her pussy, her wetness starting to seep through, her head flinging back like it was on a spring. Looking at this I stripped off my own shirt and lifted her up and she peeled the shorts down her legs, revealing she had forgone panties with a bra. She finally was able to masturbate with purpose, rhythmically gliding her finger in and out of herself. She motioned me in close and whispered to get naked and “come get her”. I fully believe not a man alive could have resisted.