With my finger playing with the small of her back, I pushed my tongue into her ear and felt her relax entirely in my arms as my free hand began to wor... its way up her thigh. Straying my lips down to her neck, I sucked on her skin, and she moaned quietly in the back of her throat and covered my close hand with hers, tilting her head down to kiss me deeply again and look into my eyes. "You can't do that." "Do what?" I asked innocently, already knowing the answer. "That." She gestured at her neck. I couldn't stop my cock from reacting each time I saw her looking at my crotch and the flirtatious chat we were having. Brenda finally mentioned how with her being from Germany, nudity was natural and suggested I remove the towel."...if you like, if it would make you more comfortable. I wouldn't be offended."I did immediately and she commented on how good I looked and what little body hair I had on my mostly smooth body."I like that," she said "You must get sore from working? I am very good at. 'Would you like a drink', he asked wistfully, we had explained we would pick it up and leave ASAP, but I warmed to him as his need shone through, some might say 'Feeling sorry for him', but for me it was his need for me and the exquisite pleasure my presence might afford him, so I said yes, 'Why not', and I unbuttoned my coat and took it off, revealing my short black number, complete with netted stockings and belt.I threw my coat over the back of the seat and sat down, letting my short skirt. She'd worked hard to be where she was. That was right, all the way back in High School, Jana Moris had seen the social structure emerging and decided she knew exactly where she wanted to be. Right at the top. And she'd been there too, enduring as years passed by and more faces than she cared to remember fought for, won and lost the same prize. It was all down to how you acted. How you looked. How you presented yourself. To the boys, she was a long-legged goddess who might favor them with a.