It is Friday night, and we go out, both of us dressed fabulously. Wedon't look cheap. Our image is much more high-priced call girl thanstreet whore. W... are two classy babes, but so seductive. It is obviouswhat we are advertising, but our standards are high.Because I am new in town, you assure me that you know just where to gofor the kind of night we want. As we arrive, you tell me that we are abit early, but you wanted to get there ahead of the crowd to get a goodvantage point to check out the. "May I see your license?" asked Matt. Jean pulled it out of her purse and handed it to him. "If it's a fake, it's the best I've ever seen," he stated as heexamined the Nevada license. "I agree with you; there's somethingmissing as to why they're doing this." "Oh, the credit cards are all real too," added Jean. "Anotherthing I can't figure out is why they dumped me here. It would havebeen easier to leave me in Vegas." "I have no idea," said Matt. "So, besides clearing up. Tyler held a stocking in each hand and tried tosteel himself for what was about to happen. He sat on the bench again andtried to work out how to put these things on. The tops of the stockingswere lined with adhesive strips on the inside, meant to hold up undertheir own power without the need for garters - a fact that Tyler wasgrateful for, since the women he'd been with in the past made it look likea real pain in the ass to put them on and fasten them properly. He triedhard to recall the times. ." I could feel his penis throbbing and twitching as he held me tight. Panicking as I thought of what we looked like, naked holding each other, if the lights suddenly came back on. It was then that I sensed some one moving near us and I tried to push away only to have him grip me tighter. A naked body bumped into my back and some one said "...sorry, didn't know you were there..." My jailer said "...John that you..." and the reply came back "...yeah Tony didn't know that was you..." Tony.