Thank you for your consideration. I lookforward to, and hope that I receive, your feedback. Enjoy!****************************************************...*******************This story is currently twenty-six chapters long. The author suggestsreading previous chapters before proceeding.Chapter Eight - The Weekend ConcludesWe awoke late the next morning, our naked bodies entangled. My jaw andthroat were extremely sore. A vague recollection swirled in my head.Indelibly stamped into my consciousness. .COMPLETELoading Holding Environment...COMPLETERendering...///BOOT COMPLETE...Welcoming...WELCOME TO 'DICKGIRL PRINCESSES'Informing... AUTHORS: PLEASE READ THE NOTES! THIS SIMULATION IS NOT YET READY FOR OPEN SOURCE.=====================================================The simulation springs to life around you, a stream of code and abstracted video junk quickly solidifies as a luxurious waiting room, in the style of some unspecified stately home. The shadows of other users mill around, drawn. I was frozen; I didn’t know what to do.The silence broke and Jess said, “I have an idea. Why don’t I make this interesting? If you lend me some money I’ll let you touch my boobs for a whole minute, do whatever you want. And I’ll pay you back all the money I owe you! Sounds like a deal?”I didn’t expect her to say anything like that but my innate human nature forced me to agree. I opened my wallet and gave her the £10 note. I stepped forward and she sat on my bed. She took off her boob tube and. He pulls up around the back of a warehouse and turns off the engine. He looks back at me and I have my hand down my pants already to which he tells me to get my cock outI quickly do and the mans face lights up. He reaches for his glove box and takes out a black bag and climbs out of the driver seat and opens the door to my right and sits down next to me placing the black bag between us. He tells me to look in the bag as he shuts the door behind him. I unzip the back and open it up to see a box.