I was shocked to find an empty room. On the bed, there was a box and a note. The note said put this on and wait. I opened the box and saw some of the ...rashiest lingerie, I have ever seen. Of course I put it on. It was tight lacey black thing that just had a top that you could see through and nothing else. I played on the bed and waited for about twenty minutes, when I heard the door unlock. Tony entered. He was a six foot one and was heavy older gentleman in a suit. He said, “Seems we both. "So?" I shrugged and took another drink from the can, pretending like I didn't care what he thought about me.I'd dressed for riding in some old jeans, faded nearly to white with ragged cuffs around my scuffed boots. They had oil stains on the thighs and around my ass, the kind that never come out. Across my smallish tits I wore a black t-shirt, a tight one with 'Dead Kennedys' printed in white. I kept it tucked inside my pants and I had a white belt with a big yellow daisy belt buckle in front.. He watched as she took a clearbrush, dipping it in a shiny substance and then painted at his lips,before she finally seemed satisfied."Pretty, right," said Veronica to Katrina as she came in now."Too pretty for a Ho!. Teased Katrina, tossing some clothes on the couch."But I think the outfit will help make him look a little skankier. Clipup his hair, and let's try a few things!"Veronica gathered his extensions behind his head in a very loose pony andthen clipped them up behind his head as. .." I shut up."Pussy?" Betty supplied, cocking her head. "Girls, is there anyone here who objects to being told her pussy is sweet?" Nope!" Uh uh!" "No way!" Those were the clearest of the murmurs."Still..." I wasn't prepared to let them swell my head. "It's not..." A foot long?" Betty laughed. "But it IS eight and a half inches, right? That's two over the average -- did you know that?"I didn't. "No shit?" No shit." Betty replied, nodding. "Six and a bit is the average -- and I've seen a LOT.