My hand is now slowly tracing down the lower part of my tummy, over my pubic bone, pausing briefly to ruffle the dark red curls that lie there. My cli... is engorged and swollen with the need my body feels, and I am wet and slick, ready for penetration. I want him but I know he has an early morning meeting and mustn’t be disturbed. My fingers begin to slowly massage the outside lips of my sweetness, as my other hand is circling my erect nipples. My hips arch, pressing my mound into the cup of my. This time, it landed on ‘pants/skirt’. The ‘clapometer’ was pretty close this time – the instrument said that ‘skirt’ had the edge. So off came Eloise’s skirt, revealing her hairless slit. “Miss Cooper. Who was the original publisher?” Alison did not know, the wheel indicated that she take off her skirt, leaving her dressed in just tights. “Mr. Shaw?” Of course, Peter had realized he was toast when Alison could not answer the question. He simply took off his undershirt instead of trying to. It said, in both locations, “Candy Slut to Paulo Zero.” The words of the tattoo were in a pre-Columbian language that Barnes would never have a hint of. In addition, like a Bay area poster from the psychedelic era the tat’s lettering was very stylized, even if it was in English it would be near impossible to read. Some English word fragments were visible in the edging and lines of the distorted shapes. Incorporated into the tat were sexual images and triggers that were well disguised, but made. My phone rings and I answer and it is Jai Jai’s deep voice, I’ll be there in only a minute. I see a vague tall thin shape approaching me out of the darkness. It must be Jai Jai. He is not at all what I thought he is only about 5’9” and weighs not over 120 lbs, but he is covered in tatoos. “You ready, bend over the table and pull off your shorts!” I slip off my shorts and I do as he says. My hole is still lubed from me inserting the large bottle into my rectum earlier and I feel him get between.