As Clint slid his hand around, he pressed his palm flat against her tummy and slowly started to move it down to those V-shaped bottoms she had flaunte... around in the kitchen. Porsche held her breath. He felt her body tense as he slipped his hand inside her bikini bottoms. A growl came from deep inside his chest when he slid a finger between her young sweet lips and found her very wet inside. “You are enjoying this aren’t you, you little whore?” Porsche heard his question but she couldn’t speak.. " [Blanche follows Harry.] "I'd use Carnation Condensed Milk on his back. It'll make it better!" [Gracey calls out after them.] "Advertising, like Comedy, is a cruel business." [George smiles at the audience.] "Gracey, I was telling the audience what made our show different from others." "What audience?" [George takes Gracey's arm, and guides her off the set, and onto the stage apron.] "Oh! This audience!" [Gracey smiles at the audience.] "Gracey, tell me about your brother." "George, don't we. You have a chance.”“Okay, so outcome number two - I win. Then we have to make some changes. I can’t run this place and be a Congressman at the same time. That doesn’t mean we shut this place down. This place is too good to break up. No, I resign, but I keep my shares, and the rest of you keep running it. We are not going to shut down this place! We have all worked too hard to do that.”There was a brief sigh of relief around the room, and some nods. I turned to Missy, a potential wild card.. “Rumor has it this is your second visit to the companion selection area today. Have you had any auditions yet?” She asked, obviously knowing what my answer would be.“No,” I admitted, sheepishly.“Then I imagine, after seeing what goes on here, you must be pretty horny,” Debra summarized.Well, she did have a point. Just the smell of this place had my cock hard as a brick and screaming for release. I looked over at Major Johnson who just shrugged his shoulders as if to say “why not?” I mean, it.