And more to the point, for this little moment in the spotlight—literally, one would be directed at me—I'd sound great.At last it was time. Turando... has no overture, it just starts out with a few notes by the orchestra, a very little bit of chorus business, and then I'm out there. Pretty much I was opening the proceedings. And I was ready."Popolo di Pekino, " I began. "People of Peking (well, these days it's Beijing, but you get the picture)." And my voice just rang out, loud and clear and. I passed a few more people then paused on the edge of the sidewalk letting people driving by to get a good look. one guy stopped his car so he could watch me as I walked infront of it. god I loved it.as I approached my car I noticed out of the corner of my eye on my left a small suv was rolling slowly the same speed as my walk. I glanced over and through the smoked glass I saw the driver looking at me and wave, I did a gurly wave back the climbed into my car.I saw he parked about 6 spots down. On Friday I wanted to look my best so I took a shower, shaved my legs and pussy (something I have been doing since my first sexual relationship when I was 15).I put on my favorite white miniskirt and a white tube top to match as well as makeup. To bring out my eyes I wear blue eye liner and to bring out my lips I wear lip gloss. I drove down to the address given and went inside. It was a nice looking lobby with some pictures of the owner and other management on one wall. I went to the counter. I watched as she took off her top and and her bra, and observed her beautiful erect nipples. She then took off her jeans, and I saw them! She was wearing it, she was wearing the thong! Now's my chance.I pushed open the door another inch to make it seem like I was trying to get a clearer view. Her head jolted in the direction of the door, she was so surprised she forgot to cover herself up as she, came over and opened the door. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" She asked the anger in.