"Just come and see for yourself." He walked towards his room before I could respond. The door was slightly ajar and I could see clearly into the room ...ow my eyes had adjusted to the night. Candice was laying on her back, topless with a pair of boyshorts on, her nipples were hard and on hand had disappeared underneath the waist band on her panties. It was one of the hottest things I had seen in real life. She mumbled something and I could hear, he signaled. Move in. Listen. Expidite. Regroup. It must be the Peter Pan thing. Peter was supposed to be a boy, but every time he was played in a film or on stage it was a girl who played the part. Kind of made me think I could be Wendy's Peter Pan.The stylist was perplexed with our request for the hair and I explained to her about the kids who lost their own during cancer treatments. She thought it was a great idea and asked if I would forward her information on it. She had lost a cousin to cancer and said that anyone donating their hair. And those hairy armpits are fucking sexy! Makes me want to do things to you." "Like what? You can tell me. How about I do something? Let me pose for you in different lingeries and you rate me based on which one makes you want to fuck me, ok?" "And what happens then? You are teasing me way too much!" So, Farah comes and poses in front of me in different lingeries and each one is better than the last one. Finally, she comes in golden lingerie and I lose my mind. I told her that this was the. "Don't say a word," he said softly as he reached up and placed his hand over hers on the overhead handhold."Wh..." Shhh," the man said again, Jacquie felt a sharp point pressing against her belly, "be quite and you won't be hurt." Jacquie looked down and saw the point of a switchblade pushing against her stomach. She gasped involuntarily when she felt the back of her skirt raised, and the man standing behind her slip both of his hands inside the top of her panties. She swallowed several times.