I imagined it to be my lover who was asking for sexual love, so I took him in my hand and started to pleasure him, stooping forward and kissing him on...his bulbous head, my tongue tip, brushing the warm steel as if I were performing the ultimate female act of felacio. I stood up having decided to surrender my virginity to my imaginary lover and removed my shorts, but stopped short at removing my knickers, though the thought of doing so drove my imagination making my knees feel weak, and as I sat. I nervously took a toke and passed it on to the cabbie who held my hand longer than I liked.As the weed raced to my head I instantly knew that this was a special weed and I was not prepared for it. I leaned back against the cabbie feeling his warm sweaty body against me, I couldn’t help but notice the large bump that was his dick. We continued passing the joint until I could barely feel my legs, the 2 men had moved much closer to me, the Rastafarian began to slowly run his hands up and down. I’m here…Visiting family…” The young lady seemed to improvise on the spot, poorly too. Not thinking too much, I gestured to my front door. “Why don’t you come in then? You can get warmed up and then we can get you a cab home.” She smiled and walked past me, jogging up the stairs I opened the door for her and led her upstairs. We walked up the stairs, barely looking at each other the impact of the boy’s actions seemed to sink into her as she was very quiet. Opening my apartment’s door I led her. ’ ‘More than just a toy party?’ she asked. ‘What if we combined a toy party, with a slumber party?’ ‘Good lord,’ she said, ‘that could easily turn into an orgy.’ ‘I suppose,’ I said, ‘if you were to let it get out of control but we won’t have that problem. ‘ ‘I’m not sure I understand,’ she said.’ ‘Let me tell you how it might work. Now, as I understand it, the women really wanted the fashion show so they could have a chance to win a private show with me.’ ‘Yes,’ she said. ‘They wanted to be.