I hastily takethem off.I reload the laundry basket with whatever's lying around my room and comeacross the clothes I wore earlier when I first changed...out of the girl'suniform. I put on the boxers, shorts and tee. The basket is put back inthe closet.The girl's uniform calls to me. I run my fingers along the hem and thesleeve cuff. I guess I'm giving that back on Monday. I play with thepanties for a bit. There's a bit of a stain on the front. I ruined them.Suddenly I have to clean them. I can't. As the night continued, the crowd in the bar began to dwindle until Joseph was left there alone and one older gentleman.The gentleman wasn't too old, maybe early 40's or late 30's and was in great shape. The bartender had served Joseph and the gentleman their drinks then went outside for his break so the bar was desolate except for the two of them. Joseph thought it was about time to go, and just before he got up to leave; the gentleman aside of him spoke. "So, no luck tonight with the ladies.". Feeling a bit slighted, he came out of the relaxing fog. “We aren’t done,” he said. “I think so for now, your tool isn’t hard for the occasion.”“Suck on it again,” he commanded. She cocked her head in confusion. “Why would I want to do that, you already gave a more than adequate offering?”“Because you haven’t gotten to experience the pleasure of the flesh yet.”She stood up and stretched. He saw that the front of her shorts were wet with moisture. He knew that meant she was hornier than all. 'Such a good slut tonight,' She approved, as her fingers found their way into my cunt, causing me to sigh in relief. There was no need anymore to use one and then two fingers as she had turned me into her bitch a long time ago. 'Mouth open!' She shouted, gripping the edges of my cunt hard. She spat again, making sure I knew who was boss and soon she had four fingers and thumb putting pressure on my hole. 'It's too much!' I Squealed. 'Stop being a whiny bitch!' She barked, 'Take some poppers.' I.