At first I began going over in my mind what I would wear, and I suddenly realized that I did not have anything to wear that would make me look like a ...ooker. I do have stockings and garters, I have always felt a real lady would only wear them, I do have some red lipstick, and I could take one of my white blouses and just tie it under my breasts. The hard part was what to wear from the waist down.I looked over my clothes and all my skirts where knee high or below. I knew that even if I used lots. “Tell me about the man you have organised for me today baby? Or is it us? Are we both going to have him?,” I ask already aroused at the sexual pleasure I am anticipating.“Us, I want us both to have him. A big surprise for you baby, Mike, one of my gym buddies, his nick name is Plus Ten. We have been talking about you in the showers at the gym. I don’t think he has ever had a bi-sex woman. Or a woman eighteen-years older.“I told him you expect to be licked and teased while I watch. Oral sex. "Verothlen spoke again, even more softly. "And if there were a way?" Then you should tell me of the way." I would make a matrix of mana, and emplace within it a copy of your memories. It would be a copy of you, Avatharel, down to the least thought, the least memory, the least mannerism. It would enable another to have your skills, most especially your demon fighting skills, your leadership, and your magelore."Avatharel considered this silently for a great period of time. Verothlen had refilled. I was giggling when I stuck my finger in the hole. I really don’t know what I expected. I thought he might jump up and put his cock away or something. I’d sat back down on Tyler’s lap when his semi-hard cock came through the hole. The sight of it made me squeal. It wasn’t a bad looking cock and, considering the thickness of the wall, it was probably six inches or longer and fat. Tyler chuckled, “He wants you to suck him off. And putting a finger through the hole was the signal that you’re.