" I don't think I could stand watching you scream Carol," Mistress Jane laughed, "I'll see you downstairs when you've finished with him. Cherie says t... bring him down, Simone wants to check him out for her competition."Mistress Carol didn't reply by then, she was too intent on working her vagina up and down my face. My tongue darted for her clitoris when it could but basically she was in charge of her own pleasure and the intensity of her thrusts became ever stronger. My face was wet with her. And there was something there. But I wouldn't have acted on it. It just seemed tacky to hit on someone while they were working.And so I didn't think about it much. Not until a Friday night toward the end of the project. It was a chance meeting. A few colleagues and I had gone out for drinks at a bar near the hotel. I didn't even see her. Maya approached me.She knew my name, of course. She was still dressed for work in a tailored gray skirt suit that tightly gripped her body, black heels, black. Not only was in unsanitary but it presented a health hazard, something that Allie hadn't considered the previous time. Allie was sure she made an enemy for life – but she was OK with that – when the director refused to pay a cancellation fee to the second woman and instead recited a standard contract clause that mentioned creating an unsafe work environment as grounds for stopping the project without compensation.But this time was different. Maybe it was because Allie knew the source of the. There was just something about the way he'd asked me if I lived in the area. Even then I knew that West Hollywood was a predominantly gay area so I began to wonder if there was more than idle curiosity at work here. Truthfully, I’d never considered myself gay but I wasn't afraid of it either. Actually, I found the idea intriguing and I decided to wait, see what came next.Finally, after we finished the roach, he got to his point. "Look, I don't want to offend you… but, are you only interested in.