I couldn't turn my headenough with my shoulders stuck to see who it was, so I tried to twistmy arm back to push the hand away. That turned out to be a...mistake.My unknown groper grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand down to a ratherlarge bulge in his crotch. Then he slid his other hand up my hip, overmy stomach and up under my shirt; he half-cupped my breast with hisfingers while his thumb started semi-circling my nipple. There reallywasn't anything I could do, besides, my pleasant high from. I had to free it and do what was necessary to relieve the stress. The imagery of two women fucking with dildos, licking the other's pussy and slipping vibrators in and out of each other is paradise and gives me hours of pleasure.I WANT TO BE ABLE TO DO THAT!I want to eat her pussy until she cries for mercy, until her toes curl and her eyes roll back into her head. I want to stick my tongue in her and suck on her clit until she is so sensitive she can't stand it and begs me to stop. I want to be. They wereclearly amused. I blushed a livid red.The woman continued.'You will refer to me as Mistress Diane...MOLLY.'There was an open doorway at the far end of the counter. After a delay ofa few seconds I saw a much younger much thinner woman come through thedoorway and walk towards us. She was dressed as a French Maid in a veryskimpy red satin uniform with white trim. The dress was low cut at thefront and I could see her breasts bouncing as she walked. The skirt wastiny and puffed out with. I told her that tomorrow night we would have a nice long talk, so for her to get some sleep; she'd need it."You son of a bitch," Lisa screamed as she came through the door. "You knew last night what was going to happen today didn't you," she yelled."Not exactly Lisa but pretty close," I told her. "Where is the job they offered you?" I inquired."Tennent NJ, where ever the hell that is." "It seems that my services are no longer needed here, and that it was either NJ or I'm out of a job," she.