"Right," she sad, "You need to get one."I thought Eileen was thinking I might have to travel abroad on companybusiness.Eileen went on to tell me what ...as required,"If you get the photographs, I will get the necessary forms."So that is what happened. Frankly I was not sure if everything was inorder but Eileen assured me everything was fine. She took the filled upforms and the photographs and said that she would make all thearrangements. I was sceptical.Before, when I was John, Eileen was the. "Wait," I said. "I have to tell you something..." I confessed to Claire what I had done and why I had done it. She was very pissed off at my deception, to be sure. I apologized over and over. The good news is she was nicely buzzed and still very turned on from our foreplay. I could also tell she was intrigued by the guy that survived my selection process. I pleaded with her to just meet him. If she didn't like him, no big deal. After several minutes of empty promises and pathetic begging,. ”Dismissively, she slowly walked the legs out a little until the thong was completely visible, and I snapped a quick pic with my phone, making sure it wasn’t silent. The shutter click sound snapped her back to look at me in panic, and I snapped another pic of the beautiful sight before me. Legs splayed out on either side of the chair in white stockings and heels, ass raised up and inviting, head low in the chair; the perfect position I wanted to defile Katyuska in.“What the fuck? What are you. All of us were feeling it. Donna told us of a time she and a group of her college friends had a Jill-off race. They all tossed ten dollars in the middle and the first one to cum won the kitty. Donna was very proud that she won the race. She said she masturbated every day while at college. She owned a butterfly vibrator that she would sometimes wear to class and get off during a lecture. Do you see what I mean? Hours of this stuff.Anyway, Donna thought we should give a race a try. We struggled.