It's justthat it feels different." The sales lady spoke up, "That's a $1000 suit. It's made of fine woolenfabric. That's why it feels different! Now, ...e needs shoes." She broughtme soft blue shoes that slipped on.Marie then spoke, "That's only one outfit. You need a whole range ofclothes! Every thing must be new: I'm going to throw your old 'poorperson' clothes in the rubbish when we get home." I worried a little as other suits appeared. One was white, with a doublebreasted jacket. One was soft. We had seduced each other; me with my body and James with his wit. When he had held me I had felt . . . Need. Andrea needed to be held, to be kissed. In any story I would have put the two of them together for a night of passionate sex, and a part of me wanted that. I wanted to show James that I was a woman - that the ghost writer was flesh and blood. Andrea wanted more. She wanted to feel like a woman. Andrea had been in control; the flirting, the touches, the kiss. I was intoxicated. I. We won’t mind.”My cock instantly hardened and I could feel Ashley rotate her breasts a bit against it. I looked at the attendant and her face was flushed. I gently pushed Ashley back towards her seat. “I apologize for my friend, she doesn’t respect boundaries very well.” I looked at her face for another second, and then added, “I’ll have to punish her later for that.” I hesitated, but looking at her face, felt I could get away with it. “Unless you’d like to do it for me?”The brunette quickly. Autumn looked at Star and Rain's genital areas. Star had a small triangular patch of black pubic hair just above her vagina opening. The lower point of the triangle ended at the beginning of her opening. The rest of her genital area was bare. Rain was identical but with white hair. Earlier that day each woman had applied what was called a tattoo, of a black rose about two inches to the left of her left outer labia lip and a small dragon-like figure on all fours (which Mark had described) on her.