It was good to no longer have to worry about the one person who had sufficient connection to him to have influenced his decisions. Ed was now on his o...n. That sense had stayed with him right up until he was met at the train station by some training instructors from the air base.Over the next twelve weeks, Ed learned a lot about influence and control. It seemed like every breath he took was being influenced and controlled by someone other than himself. He went from no supervision to intense. I didn't see any other options."Now rub my cock through my pants."As my hand pressed against the outline of his big cock, I let out an audible sigh. Holy fuck, this guy was hung like a horse. I was no slouch in the dick department, but this guy had me by a mile. His bulge snaked down his leg and pulsed with a life of its own. This burly badass was a porn star in trucker's clothing."Suck it through my jeans, boy," he ordered as he grabbed my head and forced my mouth against his gigantic bulge.. I hoped they did not see us, but Tiffany’s bopping to the music in her heels soon caught their eye. The two of them quickly weaved through the crowd until they were upon us. Leone was an Italian guy, originally from New Jersey, and owned a night club that was a favorite with the city’s young jet set. He was always way too tan, obviously spending much of his time in tanning beds. He was dressed just as hideously as I could have expected. His gold tuxedo jacket fit him very tightly over a shiny,. Personally, you look really sexy like that.”It was decided; Tracy would get the larger inserts as well; along with two bras and tops, two of the short skirts, and the boots. On the way home, the girls talked about how something as simple as a well-designed outfit changed their self-confidence, and Allison said how it’s all a matter of a person’s mental approach. She told Tracy about her experiences doing stripping and dancing at the Eros; how she could easily have let herself think of herself.