“Lose the towel” she ordered, testing me. I hesitated but when I couldn’t think of any alternative I slowly dropped the towel, feeling awfully e...posed. Her eyes flashed down to my freshly shaved pussy and up to my generous breasts. She smiled in approval. “Kneel,” she said. Flushing with humiliation I knelt on the carpet. She sat on the sofa – a few feet away – and surveyed me with amusement. “Come.” Feeling like a dog, I started to rise. “Did I say stand?” she said, struggling to keep a. Erick took a wild, drunken swing athim that Jim calmly avoided and then punched Erick in the face. Erickdropped to the ground. Security rushed in, and the fight was over.I was shaking and sobbing. Without a word, Jim took off his jacket, putit over my shoulders, and escorted me out to the limo. Once inside, hefixed me a drink, which I gulped. He put his arm around me, and we rodehome in silence.That night, I slept in fuzzy pajamas instead of my usual satin nighty. Ididn't have any even. There were two sets of couples from what I could see. As it got darker, and a few phones were used as flashlights, I could make out the motions of guys jerking off in the shadows.I left my car and approached. I was dressed completely in drag as a slutty participant, but no one shied away from offering me a drink from a chest of cold beer. Even the ladies that were there were quite welcoming. One made comments on my selection of heels while another grabbed my cock through my panties and. " I had forgotten she didn't have it. I gave it to her then hung up.I walked through the lounge again that evening. It was after my dinner of a frozen beef pot pie and a salad from the McDonald's at the plaza. I didn't see Monk in the lounge so I was ready for bed by 9PM. I slept like the dead, probably because I was still recovering for my night out with Mary Ellen. I found that I alway required a lot of rest when recovering. I didn't even think about work at all, I just fell instantly.