She cupped her breasts and sighed. The urge to grasp her nipples with her fingertips almost overcame her, but she bit her lip and forced her hands dow... over her tight belly. She opened her long legs, and ran her fingers down through the trimmed wisp of dark hair on her mound. When her pink nails touched the swollen lips of her cunt she hesitated. So close and yet so far. She moved her arms stiffly to her sides and scowled. The irony was that the arousal which she fought, and which would lead. "I never dreamed it could feel so good. Lick me boy, eat my pussy," she moaned. The watchers began to slid hands over and into their costume bottoms and rub their own pussys as they watched the show on stage. Most wished they had brought their dogs with them to do them simultaneously with the one on stage. "On God, my knees are weak, it's hard to stand Master," Midori begged as she fought to remain upright until her Master gave her permission to assume another position."You may lie on the stage. Cire didn't get rid of it; he converted it to Patrick's baby. You wouldn't want to get rid of Patrick's baby, would you?" Megan asked. I was as surprised as Sammi was. I knew Cire was converting the baby to our side; I didn't know it would be mine when it was done. I guess I should have known; if it wasn't going to be Bandor's, it had to be someone's. Sammi's face lit up like a Christmas tree."Really? That's wonderful! I'm going to have Patrick's baby? Thank you! Wait until Julie hears about. "You said you were lonely, and so am I. I figured we could help each other out." Lucy said, smiling. I sat down and she put her glass of wine down. "Promise I won't get fired for this?" She asked. "I promise." I barely choked out. She slowly slipped her hand under the strap to my dress and slipped it off. First one, then the other. When she began to pull it down I cursed myself for not wearing a bra. My breasts came popping out, my nipples already standing fully erect from arousal. Lucy.