"Now your panties," John said and the little blonde worked the waistband of her panties down her hips to her thighs.Her nerves were dissipating, repla...ed by a feeling of horniness she'd never experienced before. Her cunt burned with desire and her legs trembled. Perspiration oozed from every pore on her body as her arousal increased.Her eyes down on the floor, she slipped her panties down her legs. At one point she gazed at her brother to see his reaction. His eyes were wide and his upper lip. Chastity asked, "Where am I?" Jenni's Tea Cup."Chastity nodded.Another blackout?This was no blackout. She remembered coming here in a dreamlike fog ...being processed in ... having sex with clients in real life concurrentlywith clients in VR.Not a dream?Chastity stood. "What day is it?" Monday, eight in the morning."Chastity looked down. She was wearing heels and a corset. Nothing else.She used a wash cloth and the steri-soap provided. She cleaned thecrusty fluids from between her legs. She. I rested my head on a plump white towel, and relished the warmth and the flickering candlelight and the quiet — only the sizzle of the fireplace in the next room and the lapping of water against my body. My hands brushed against my thighs, feeling of velvet. My fingertips lifted and grazed my belly, soft and smooth. And then my breasts, full and round and rising out of the candlelit water. I closed my eyes. The week had passed — and now the night Sanvalle had anticipated all year. A night of. "Paid me to come out here with him, to lie with him, swive him, do other things, filthy things." We've all got to live," I said.She let go of my arm and moved away a bit, sniffed and said, "That's so. My name's Laura."I stuck out my hand, squeezed hers gently and told her my name. "Despite what you see," I said, "I'm a soldier, from Maryland."She smiled at me. "Appearances can fool you sometimes." Yep," I said, spying some lights ahead. We pulled into the yard of a large inn that stabled stage.