Near Nottingham. What's your name?" My name?" said the boy. "It's Ned. If you want me to help you, you're gonna have to let me fuck you. Is that a dea...?"Eugenie had sort of expected exactly that kind of transaction. What other currency did she have? Then again, it wasn't like she was going to be a prostitute. That would be a dozen or so fucks a night and she was sure that whatever pleasure she'd get from the first fuck would have totally vanished by the time of the last one.Ned wasn't that bad. This was going to be at nine in the morning because the man would be at his office.We were at the office before the secretaries arrived because we went through the windows that were not usually opened. Since it was on the ninth floor, Beaudouin thought them safe.We could get at the motion detectors because we could hug the walls and ceiling. There were two safes but one was quite well hidden. Kim opened one and Joy another. They just had to look through the metal to see when the parts lined up. "You'llhave the task of arranging the hen night." Right." said Paula, sounding unsure. "That means a night of drinks,joking and naked men." That's up to you, but this will be for Linda, not you." said Laura."On more friendly notes, you'll help with picking dresses for the otherbridesmaids. Just remember that the final decision will be Linda's." Ok. That sounds better." said Paula."You'll also help her with her dress too." So, apart from the hen night, it sounds like a nice job." said Paula."She. I brought my wet fingers up to her face, proof of her arousal. The scent is intoxicating, rich in pheromones, a blatant advertisement of her fertility and she tentatively stuck out her tongue to taste her own pussy. " That's right," I murmur as she sucks my fingers. " I know what your body needs." My other hand quickly finished unzipping her dress and it slides from her body and I toss it on the floor. Now naked again, she feels a sudden apprehension. She tenses, coming to her senses for a.