None the less, I brought a garter belt and bra. This was purely for changing at Julian's shop.Christine helped me with the skirt hooks and stocking st...ys. Then, I asked her to go start the car. As she walked away I checked for signs of bruising in her movements. I was pleased to see her moving comfortably, allowing for a bit of stiffness from her stretching. That would change tomorrow, when I did a session with both Tess and Jason. It was also going to be Richard's job interview.Julian's studio. He stood up from the chair on his powerful legs, lifting me with him. I wrapped my arms and legs tightly around him as he carried me to my bedroom. I was feeling giddy as a schoolgirl, giggling and laughing the whole way there. But once inside my bedroom, the laughs and giggles abruptly ended when our lips met again.Rick flopped me down on my back across the queen-size bed, and he quickly peeled off my white miniskirt. Then he yanked off my bikini top, tossing it onto the floor. My naked tits. Lance’s pants were throbbing with the erection of a lifetime. He wanted to whip it out and stroke it, but he didn’t want to cum yet. “Oh man, oh man, OH MAN” as Erika gingerly stroked Allison’s wet pussy lips. The two women were hot, wet, and ready for anything. “OK, we are here” exclaimed Lance. “Park over there under the awning and follow us upstairs. We want some cock, and we want it now” said Allison in a lustful voice that almost made Lance lose it. Apartment 7, top floor, tastefully. Life provides few opportunities for pleasure, so I sat in my car, watching Ann as she walked into the store. She looked as if she might have put on a little weight but her bottom was still extremely fine. Sigh. I took a deep breath, then I got ready to back out of my parking slot. ‘Hi!’ a musical feminine voice said, startling me. I looked at the car parked next to mine and saw Marya Truro looking out the window of her mother’s car, smiling at me. ‘Hi, Marya,’ I replied. I could feel my face.