But incredibly erotic. It wouldn’t be Julie the naked, horny chick on her knees this time. It would be Julie, the account manager. The woman who ha... her own office and secretary. Who was a star on the rise in her own company. That was the woman he wanted to humble tonight. It should have bothered her, his arrogance. That it was a foregone conclusion that he could waltz in the door and have her suck his cock was enough. That it had to be in her work clothes? It was a clear message, if ever. They spent the night coughing up soot filled mucus and wiping soot filled snot from their noses. It was a very long cold, uncomfortable night. The mules fared no better and stood with hanging heads and labored breathing and black mucous streaming from their muzzles.In the morning the women took a bucket and some rags and used a bit of the remaining water to wash the muzzles of the suffering animals. The mules smelled the water in the bucket and tried to drink the fouled stuff.Maeve took pity on. Finally for her, too soon for me, people started milling in the seats around us and she deftly slipped out with practiced ease. I waited for ten minutes and also slipped out in the darkness, going to the other side of the theater and sat beside a couple in one of the few single seats. A very shapely redhead was sitting besides a balding middleaged man, and she kissed him on the cheek, and got up. "Now be a good pretend sissy, dear. I'll be back in an hour or so." "Yes dear," he replied humbly,. The straps were too shortso I had to work things around to adjust them but eventually got it done.I ran my hands over my new foam breasts intrigued by the new addition tomy body."Len," Mom called as she gently knocked on my door," are you coming out?" Don't come in!" I scrambled to put my dresser between me and the door."I'm not dressed yet." Okay, dear. Do you need any help?" No, I'm fine," I relaxed a little. "I'm just about to put my dress on.I'll be out in a minute." Good, I just wanted to.