A couple more waitresses and another cook trickled in as the morning grew. Deborah showed up around 10, which meant she had to be there later than usu...l that night."Everything good, Matty," She poked her head in."Just got better!" I could feel the smile tearing open my face. She started at my response, not used to the warmest of welcomes from her staff. And I was usually less than chipper after a morning like we were having. Like every woman today, I was found myself taking in a comprehensive. "You want to see me?" I nodded, panting heavy. She smiled with that sparkle of hers. "Okay. Hold me tight now, and be careful." That last part wasn't about her falling over, more of what she could fall on. It as a difficult task but the benefit paid off immediately. As she stood and turned I was awestruck. She was incredible. All the more gorgeous in her current state of desire. Her breasts heaved, her skin flushed, and her pussy glistening in the light. She, in turn, was allowed her first look. During the judging, Jamie appeared perfectly lovely in his long, softpink, chiffon evening gown. It fell nearly to ankle length, just shortenough to show off his ankles and the four and a half inch heels that hehad been forced to wear at the last minute. The bodice was tight tohighlight his extra tightly corseted girlish figure. The sleeves werelong, puffy clouds of soft, sheer pink gathered at each wrist with abright pink ribbon tied in a pretty little bow. His makeup was perfectand his hair. Opening the briefcase in her room, I found the finished work. I wouldn't have time to wank over it, I'd have to let it throb and hopefully not cum in my pants, and relieve myself later.The book had all the work and photos I'd seen before, with more descriptions of her prostitution to Hassan. However, there was more.She'd written that after the frantic kinky sex with him in her hotel room, he had told her to put on her burlesque gear and sexy lingerie, and go with him into the hotel lounge. All.