He was toimagine that the panel was an audience of small children who needed to beentertained.They gave Dave a couple of minutes to read through the s...ript and thinkabout what he was going to do. Dave tried to read the script but his mindwas racing as he was still high from getting dressed in the other room.He struggled to remember what he had read about pantomime dames on theinternet. All too soon the panel asked Dave to start his reading. AllDave could do to control his nerves was to. She was on her back, and he told her to spread her legs and raise her knees, which she did. He had her spread her legs apart as far as she could. She was totally exposed and spread for this stranger, and despite, or perhaps in spite of her fear, she could feel herself getting wet. He was undressed now, and was selecting some items from the top of the dresser. He returned with a piece of elastic cord, which he looped through her nipple rings and down through her clit ring. He pulled the cord. I kissed her earlobes.nibbled on both.she loved that.(im getting a hard on just recalling it!!)i undid her silk blouse and bra .her boosom and nipples before me.i kissed the twins each in turn and played with the nipple as i kissed the other.this wasnt a race.it was a night.she moaned in my ear.i knew she was enjoying my touch.i stood her up and undressed her totally very slowly.loving every minute.tasted every part of her .looked at her all over tan.every crack every spot was tanned.i was. To her annoyance however her boyfriend, Sam, had declined the invitation so she would be going without him. She didn’t show that this bothered her but it did. She put it to the back of her mind as she finished getting changed and doing her makeup while waiting for her friends to pick her up. If Sam had paid more attention to what she was wearing things might have turned out differently. Her outfit was stunningly suggestive, suggestive of willingness and ease. She wore a small black maid style.