Girls, line up facing the gentlemen.” Quickly, the girls formed a line, smiling and waving to the men. Sandy and Rumi held hands and stood side by s...de. Some of the men winked at the girls as they discussed their points of attraction. Elena walked in the space between the groups, her long legs emphasized by her miniskirt and tapping heels. “Girls, as you know, we train you in ways to prolong your men’s pleasure. But sometimes, perhaps because he has a strong need or because time is short, you. I returned to the kitchen and looked down the hall. My mother-in-laws light was off, except for a small night light on the opposite side of the room. I had to peek in. I crept down the hall and looked into her room. She was laying her bed, her back facing me. Her night gown now gone as she laid in her bed naked, her wide ass poking out of the sheets. It was sexy as I had imagined it might be. As I stood there quietly, I listened to her breathing. She had the same breathing pattern that Janice. I was wearing my sexy black corset when I called the chat line. It made my tummy really skinny for a man to see my girlish figure and desire me for sex. It had black lace trim over the high arching hips of the corset and lace trim at the top below my tits. In the back it was a g-string which highlighted my hot ass, which men tell me looks just like a woman's; some men even tell me it looks better than a woman's since I keep it in great shape doing aerobics and cycling. I was wearing a black. “And do you like watching her,” I ask. “Of course I do.” “So what’s the difference?” Hearing the question he looked into my eyes, gave the broad smile of a small boy and answered somewhat reluctantly. “It’s a sex game we now play,” he grinned with his eyes closed. “Because while watching her play with herself; I’m instructed to stand by the side, of the bed, and masturbate until shooting my load over her rather petite tits.” “Oh,” I smile looking at him. “And do you like doing that?” “Yes I.