June could drink like a fish and once drunk, more guys would move in wanting to dance(feel her up).June loved it all, the drinking, the buzz, the part...es, the men wanting her, the attention and the way her body felt to their touch.At one of the parties, June’s long hair was tied above her head and She looked gorgeous in a short black satin skirt a white t-shirt that was several sizes too small. No bra underneath. Her breasts strained against the cotton but still managed to bounce a little as. I sit at your table. You start making small talk with me and I offer to buy you a drink. You tell me how hard you've been working. I ask if you would like to come up to my room for a cocktail. You ask, “No strings attached?” “Of course not.” I reply.I tell you that you are beautiful. You lean over and kiss me. I whisper that I want to give you a massage and make your body tremble. You take my hand and lead me to the elevator. The walk to the elevator seems to take a long time. I think of. That should take care of any concerns you have about your privacy. Okay?”Tanya felt relieved and happy. She and her daughter were friends, again – at least for the moment. They hadn’t been friends for the last year – ever since she walked in on her daughter during one of Katie’s self-exploration sessions.It wasn’t just the fact that the child was masturbating – it was the two dozen safety pins carefully poked through her barely-developed breasts and nipples, traveling in a shiny line down the. “I’m fine,” I lied when he came to the door. “I’m doing better than last night.” That part was true enough.He nodded and went away, but I suspected that wasn’t going to be the last I heard about it. I left my room and started breakfast. I made his first, thinking that he’d need to get out the door and the smell would attract Mary from her slumber, but with enough delay so that I could start hers separately. She’d embraced the cravings that came with pregnancy and her mornings were the worst.