What do you think?”“Why?”“I don’t…”Before she can finish I step forward quickly, take a ball of her hair in my fist, and turn her head t... face me. I graze her loose lips with the head of my hard cock. She opens her mouth a little more and before her tongue makes contact, I step away again. She makes a little sound of frustration.“Keep your hands on the keyboard. Think about what just happened and write about it.”“I can’t…”“Do it.” I turn and walk from the room. I know her mind is full of doubt,. 'Why do you shave?' asked one sweaty fat guy, the manner in which he asked leaving no doubt about his fascination for my crotch, 'Because it makes it look ten years younger', I replied, emboldened by the warm feeling swilling around my belly, the whiskey was loosening my tongue, and my inhibitions, by equal measures.I enjoyed this part, getting to know the pervs, strutting my stuff, being as dirty as my photos, now in their cameras, which they guarded as living proof of my existence. I always. God, how I need you!Your hands are on my tummy now, gently kneading my flesh through the lace… You kiss the back of my neck, my shoulder, my upper arm, pulling the top of my own back to reveal me. I feel the tightness of the belt release as you pull its end. You are sliding my gown off and I let it fall, lowering my arms so that you can reveal me, reveal what is yours.I revel in you possessing me. I am made whole by your gaze, by your touch, by everything you do and demand. Just getting. I waited to see what would happen. Shannon quickly struck up a conversation with the guy next to her, and she was not shy in showing her interest in him, leaning in and laughing at something he said to her after she purchased a drink.I stood off to the side, waiting for a barstool to open. A guy got up and I quickly grabbed the opening. I was about three seats removed from Shannon, so I could barely hear her conversation, but I could tell she was working it, albeit kind of shy-like and.