Then she kind of smirked at me and said "I'll see if we have something ... for you." As if someone like me was never, in a million years, going to be ...apable of understanding this big-brained French dude. I felt my face flush-- fortunately my blush would disguise the fact-- as she led me to the philosophy section.We looked at the books for a minute-- she reached for one called Foucault For Dummies and I dismissed it with a haughty glare-- and eventually arrived at a thin introductory volume.. Whatever the case, I was looking forward to having our skin pressing together nude, smooth, and clean. I could sense the pheromones she uncontrollably released.I slowly unbuttoned her top revealing her bonded breast. She threw aside her top and I unclasp her bra. Her tits fall free, full, and perky as a teen. Her large nipples stood hard pointing perfectly up awaiting my lips ripe with imaginary mother’s milk. She then straddles atop of me as I lay on the lounge looking up at her high-class. I had given him more attention in ten minutes then any other girl had probably given him in his life so I knew he was mine to do whatever I wanted with from that point forward. I told him my work brings me to the area every so often, but I never have time to go around and see the sights, so if he would like to show me the sights that night I would be very grateful. He said he could show me around after work, so I told him my hotel and suite number where he could pick me up. He then went back to. And don'tworry, we all promise that we won't think of you any different afterhaving seen you in a dress." And anyway, whatever dress you get is probably gonna cover more of youthan you have covering you now," Randy said. He just rejoined us, wearingdifferent pants. I silently laughed at him having to had changed hispants.I listened to all this and didn't like it. I couldn't feel upset, becauseI was still high, but I still knew that I didn't like it, and I knew thatI'd probably feel upset about.