I was wearing a sundress with a full skirt, white thigh-high stockings, and matching heels. Around my neck was a white choker identical to my others, ...xcept it was of the public style that did not have the PET medallion hanging from it. I also wore a double loop of pearls and matching earrings.I followed Sharon and Raul to the stairs with Hein behind me. He slipped the shoulder case from my hand, carrying it with his briefcase behind me. I was nearly to the top of the stairs when I was brought. (Having a nearly German woman breathe in your ear with her breasts in your face is a pretty good way for any sailor on shore leave to spend some free time.)She told me her name was Rose and we shared a little small talk, mostly about what I was doing in town and about being in the Navy. We talked a bit about the music and the other people in the club. As we talked, she was shifting her weight back and forth, causing her thighs to alternately brush up against mine and drawing my complete. “Fuck,” I panted as I bent forward to rest my chest on her back. My hand came up to cover one of hers on the wall. I stayed lodged in her arse for now, unwilling to retreat from such a pleasant abode.“Fuck is right,” she agreed breathlessly. “That was just what I needed. It’s strange, though; I feel like we’ve done that before, somehow, though I know we couldn’t have. I’d remember.”Unsure whether to tell her the truth just yet, I gave a neutral response. “I feel like that, too. Maybe we’re just. She then kicked at me and said, “Up! Come on! Don’t be such a sissy! Get up!” I managed to stagger back to my feet, the pain slowly beginning to subside, as she pulled me to her and kissed hard and long. “Better get used to pain, I love inflicting it!” she said, and I managed to whimper a “yes mistress” before she kissed me again, seemingly turned on by my pain. She made us take her clothes off and lick her sweaty armpits.Anjan didn’t seem to like it too much but enjoyed the sexual fun with his.