"This," I said as my hand produced a shower of sparkles that shot intothe corner of the room. When the sparkles subsided, there on a dressform, was a ...rincess cut ball gown, in emerald green."What the?" Lisa started, clearly amazed."Tomorrow night," I said. "At the town hall, a ball will be held and theentire town will be in attendance. You will be the most beautiful girlthere, you will be the centre of attention as you dance with yourprince." But I can't dance," she said.I waved my hand as she. My tent problem had increased three fold at this stage.I dropped my shorts to the ground and stepped clear of them.Suddenly the look on her face changed from being shy to one of wondermentI took her hand and placed it around the shaft and showed her what to do next and how > when she said out allowed > I dont want to do that >I have been waiting for hours for you to fuck me not once but as many times as you can manage> I am wet willing and waiting come here I will lay down on my clothes so you. "Meat twinkie, huh? That's a new one on me." It's that big sausage you tote around all the time. It's between your legs. Nice and meaty on the outside, nice and creamy that comes out of that tiny little slit you have."Chris chuckled. "Is that all you think about on the floor?" Some of my esteemed colleagues on both sides of the aisle bring up some pretty stupid measures. When I sit there buffing my nails listening to such shit, I daydream of us being in the sack together doing these things.. " A picture, presumably of Tony, flashed in a corner of the screen."Fine." Gina gave her address and disconnected. She felt a little disgusted with her weakness, but while her hand was fine once in a while, it was a poor substitute for the real thing. Besides, she figured, if she paid for it, she couldn't be taking advantage of him. She put on a pink, wispy, see-through robe and some lace panties.An hour later there was a knock on the door. Gina opened it and there stood a man. He was dark.