Two more goons came in that helped move the girls over to the room's upholstered chairs. While one was painting the girl's nails, another was braiding...their hair.While most of the goons were making the girls pretty, the remaining goon started digging through all of my clothes. Turns out I was very lucky that all my clothes for the two weeks of the trip were on the busses coming from school. If they had been with me, the goons would not have dressed me in the only pair of pants I had with me.. He repeated this pattern several times, taking joy in the disappointed noises she made when he removed his cock, as well as the deeply satisfied noises she made when he slammed it back inside of her.Pushing her back down again he buried his face between the cheeks of her ass, seeking the tender flesh of her sopping wet pussy. He could taste the sweet salty nectar that flowed from her pussy. He gripped her hips and pulled her pussy more forcefully against his face. He savored the taste and the. “I love your hair,” Catalina said. “Such a lovely shade of blonde.”“Thanks,” I said, her eyes flicking up and down my body.“But your clothes ... Sweats? You should show off your bod, Becky. I bet it is scrumptious.” I nodded.“Okay, shoes off and on the scales.” She licked her lips. “I bet you don’t weigh much at all. Just in perfect shape.”I kicked off my shoes, hoping she’d at least wait until we were in the exam room before fucking me. Another nurse, sitting at the nurse’s station, an oval. Maybe it wasn't as bad as I thought. Maybe I misunderstood. Maybe it will be clarified next week. About that time I was interrupted in thought. The boss asked how quickly I could prepare for a road trip. I sarcastically said “right now”. He then said “get packed, we need you in Chicago Monday morning”. Chicago was a five hour road trip as the then 55 mph speed limit was in place and being enforced. I was going with Bill who wanted to leave early Sunday. I was given the rest of the day off with.