"I don't know what is happening to me" she gasped. "I feel so funny at the moment"."Funny" I repeated back to her."I ... errrrr ... it's so embarrassi...g but I feel ... horny" she admitted with her head bowed.I waited to see what was going to happen next."Fuck it" she exclaimed as she stood up and walked around to my side of the desk. She sat join the edge of my desk and pulled up her skirt to reveal her wet skimpy lacy panties. She put a hand on the back of my neck and drew my face down to her. "No," she said, and I could hear her move closer to me, her arms wrapped around my body, "I wanted it to happen. I've wanted this to happen for a long time, but..." She trailed off, and I could tell she was just as nervous as I was. "What if the power comes back on, and someone finds us... You know..."This time I was the one to laugh, but I tried to sound reassuring as I spoke. "The first thing Bradley is going to do is count the tills. It'll be a bit before anyone checks the freezer, and we. Maggie didn’t know what was coming over her. I think the collar was throwing her off. Her collar had the words “slut.” Maggie, wondered if Dawn was really a slut. She’d find out after she did her makeup. Maggie had been with several of her female clients. Her husband knew that she liked women and never had a problem with her having sex with them. He just didn’t want her to have sex with other men. If she did come across a man who wanted sex, he’d prefer if they all had sex together. . In the burlesques, the lineup of men sitting in the dark, on semen stained seats..were all rubbing themselves under their jackets..through their pants, stroking their hungry bulges until they could not take the teasing anymore and they unzipped themselves. I remember an entire row of them, with their cocks exposed.. jerking until they exploded all over themselves.Anyway, as I approached this Edwardian house, I took a look around the sides of it and it was quite a shock to my system. There.