Joyce was very wet. John suggested that we go into the other room. Joyce knew exactly that he meant the bedroom and she was the first one to get up. W...en we entered Johns bedroom, Joyce stood in front of me and started unbuttoning my shirt. Her blouse buttoned down the back and her short tight skirt zipped in the back. John moved behind her. First off came her blouse. Next came her bra, exposing her large pair of surprisingly still pretty firm jugs. He reached around her and bounced them up and. All of the women were nude and did not actually appear to be doing any real work. Each woman at the work stations had a servant, female, also nude, who was engaged in some sort of oral sex with the primary woman. Each of the primary women had a light chain fastened to her wrist, and the other end of the chain was fastened to the apparent slave or servant. The female slave had the chain fastened to a ring attached to her labia, apparently by piercing.The woman in the captain's chair was also. The FBI agents seatedthemselves at the table, Meacham standing behind them. Scully pressedthe button on the microphone that opened communications between them andWinters."You came!" he said, grinning at her. "I always knew I was more thanjust another one of the many notches on your bedpost."Mulder's eyebrows shot up at this."Don't say anything, Mulder," warned Scully, not needing to look at herpartner to know his reaction to this."Do you still have the cigarette lighter I gave you?" asked. .this was a great surprise." Do you want a lap dance?" Not yet, " I said, "I have to find just the right girl." Just tell me when."We watched several girls go by, and I sat, entranced with all the beauty of their female forms and the sensual dance. I tipped often, rewarded by plenty of tits and ass in my face, and a lot of the girls gave me a kiss on the cheek when they finished their routine. I loved them all, but I was still looking for the one who would take my breath away.I didn't have to.