It won’t be anything like the last project, and it had better take a lot longer.” The way she said this was very slow and deliberate in a ...exy voice. My dick instantly shot up to attention and was ready for the mission. It surprised me how quickly the erection occurred, and I looked down at my pants. “It looks like your rock-hard throbbing dick has agreed to assist me” she stated with a gentle laugh. “Once everyone leaves, I will explain the project here in your. He had arrived in Manhattan all of three hours ago, and already he felt he belonged. Even the luggage tag proclaimed him an official inhabitant of the city: "Benjamin Davis Carper, New York, NY."He had plans. Big plans.Just think of all the lonely women out there in the Big Town. Women who needed a man at their side. Women who needed a man to warm their bed. Women desperate enough to pay for sex. He was going to be an escort, a boyfriend for hire, a gigolo.There were a couple of minor barriers. “You’re my favorite princess.” I raised my newly filled glass. Frankie was crawling over Amanda who was aggressively snuggling her back. I may have felt a small woman’s hands reach my zipper.I woke up like I had slept for an entire ten hours and there were no alarm clocks in the universe. I felt amazing. The best way to get drunk had been discovered. I cheered. That started Amanda who was sitting on a nearby couch reading a Robert Heinlein novel. She had the darkest scowl on I had ever seen. I. Bland.” “Wait until you see the total effect,” responded Margot, “Now, do you have some scissors handy?” Freya disappeared for a moment and returned with her sewing basket. Margot rummaged around and found a seam ripper. “Just what I need!” she cried, “Now you be pulling the corset on and I’ll lace you up in a sec.” Freya stepped into the corset and slid it up over her hips and settled her breasts in place. Glancing over her shoulder, she could see Margot working on the dress. “Ready!” she.