“Then you know what I want Devon, what I need,” I whispered back in a shaky voice."Do you know what happens to little girls who play with fire?"I ...hivered and melted into his body.My hands roamed over his chest, feeling the hardness of his muscles. I pulled the T-shirt up and over his head. My lips found his brown nipples and sucked and teased them.Slowly I sank to the floor. My fingers shook as I loosened his shorts, his bulge showing me what was awaiting me. Slowly I pulled his shorts down,. I said to Peter that nothing seemed different and he told me to watch her. 15 minutes later her sexy dancing around the men got more intimate as she got closer and closer to them. I then noticed her undo a couple of buttons on her shirt, and start to play with her skirt as she danced, lifting it provocatively flashing her G string slightly. I told Peter I thought that this was hot and he told me I had seen nothing yet! We had to pull her, much to the dissapointment of the other men, off the. They would pay you rent every month."I heard her smile through the phone. "Oh my, I don't think I am hot enough to be a Playboy bunny. Seriously, though... how many girls?" Three others, for right now." I answered."You are so crazy!" she said."Don't feel pressured, it was just a silly idea." I said."It is okay, and it wasn't a silly idea. I like it. How much should I ask her for?" How badly would she need your alibi?" I asked."I am guessing based on how many missed calls I have from her.... Intrigued, Joyce flicked the pages and found to her amazement, more ofthe same inside. Two particular stories, both illustrated, took her eye.One concentrated on a lecherous male boss who was kidnapped by thetyping pool. The women had lured the boss to an apartment with thepromise of sex but instead he was drugged and dressed in women's clothesby eight or nine ladies who all seemed to take great delight in dressinghim."Oh, he must wear this pretty red and white polka dot frock Marge," oneof the.