To someone who didn’t know her, it would be impossible to tell if she was enjoying herself or not, a sardonic, thin lipped smirk seemed permanently ...ixed on her face these days, no matter how she felt. She knew it, she knew herself well enough, had looked at herself in the mirror many times in the last few years, and had accepted what she saw there. It wasn’t a matter of liking or not liking herself, she just knew who she was and that she wasn’t going to change. But truth was, she was having a. The moonlight flooded over her nude form. Gently she tended herself with her hands, as though stroking the moonlight over her like a soothing unguent, like a midnight spell. From her shoulders, her waist, and to virginal places known only to her and to the Moon. Surely, if the manager could see her now……… Atalanta woke, after a bad night. She’d retired late, flushed with the success of her Rusalka, confident that she'd persuaded a bigger fee from the management, and happiest of all, the memory. Oh, my, take a breath dear, you almost choked. Yes, I wasmale, hun. Well thank you for the compliment. So, do you want me tocontinue?Ok dear, so there I was, hopelessly in love with another man. He camenear me, took my glass away, and I could not stop trembling. He leanedin close, and I think I would have died and gone to heaven if he hadkissed me. But he asked me what I was thinking instead. How could I nottell him? I told him everything, and at the end I was crying, thinkinghe was going to. As I lowered my head toward the cock in my hand so many thoughts were whirling through my head, but I had to try this, for who knew when I would ever get another chance. I stuck out my tongue and tasted my first cock and felt oddly wanting more. Then the movie showed the CD putting his mouth over the head and sliding down the shaft and I just had to try that too. The man on the other side of the wall moaned again and again and I knew I was doing something right. He slowly started to move his.