Did your husband teach you to do that?”“Ha! He wished. He liked to receive, but not to give. Not like you. It was Tommy Standish who taught me tha.... He picked me up in his car at the bus stop on the way home. It was pissing down, and the bus was taking ages. Wouldn’t let me out of the car without a kiss. By the third time, we were fucking in his dad’s barn. ““How old were you, Marjorie?”“I can’t remember exactly, but he was twenty-one.” She felt my cock lurch. “You are as bad as him.” She. Then, as fate would have it, everything changed. We both got onsite opportunity to the same city in France as we worked for the same client. She went before me, 2/3 weeks before. No other colleague being there, and staying in a foreign country alone, bored the hell out of her. She used to plead everyday to me, to join her as soon as possible. My visa was delayed but it arrived ultimately. Moreover, there I was alone in a strange city with the woman whom I always used to dream of laying. Luck. You can last till tomorrow can’t you?” Buttercup nodded, although Tracey felt her hunger quite acutely. The taste of alcohol had aroused her appetite, and she was now acutely aware of how little she’d had to eat since she’d left Throb. She sighed to herself, but accepted that she was now totally indebted to Delta. Delta led them through the village, introducing the girls to other women, similarly hirsute and naked, who all had names with numbers. It seemed to be a Gomorran thing. Epsilon Nine. In the second shop we found a dress which they told me suited me perfectly. Anywhere else you would have called it a nightie. It had spaghetti shoulder straps and was totally made from a totally sheer black material. I told them that it wouldn't leave anything to the imagination. They told me that was the whole idea. I did tell them that I had some sexy black underwear that I could wear under it. Their response was that I might start off wearing the underwear but they bet that at the end of the.