It would be a great way to blowoff the pressure of the past few months.A few days before the party, Suzanne had a 'closing' meeting with herclient. I... was scheduled to happen in one of the porticos in the loungeof the Mid-Town Westin. That was a good sign. The corporate officeswere more formal and often a little contentious. Suzanne had changed a lot in the past few months. Her girlfriend Juliehad been such a powerful catalyst in helping to shape who she was. Notthat she was really her. So the next would be the deciding set."Nicely played, girls," Jan said. "What do you think about a wager for the last set?"I looked at Loesje, but she doesn't seem that eager to accept it. So I asked, "Maybe, what are you thinking of?" Well, I don't know if you heard, but there is a party in the woods this evening with the local youth."I looked at Loesje and saw her smiling at me. And I could see that was thinking the same thing as I was."No, we haven't heard about it," I said with a straight. I didn't ask any of those questions. On the drive to her house, she would reach over and grab my breasts or rub my pussy. I squirmed a little but she just continued.We eventually got to her house and there were 2 cars parked out front. "Oh, it looks like they're already here. How nice." I nervously followed her into her house and her two friends were already inside. They were on the couch and stood up to greet us. They were both SOOO tall! I felt SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO tiny! I mean, I always feel. Sex, for women, was the currency ofpower. Now that they are granted political and social power, they donot dispense with the power of their sexuality--or, at least, theyounger ones among them do not--for their sexuality makes them desirableto men.Even if they no longer need to control men sexually, women enjoy theattention they gain from being seen as sexually desirable by men (thatis, as "beautiful"). Being desirable is itself a form of power: thepower to allure, to captivate, to enthrall. .