When in doubt, think of sex. I've never been laid. Masturbated, sure, but never sex. I've given a hand job and blow job or two, but those don't really...count 'cause I didn't get anything out of it.I imagined some nice stud feeling me up. I'd want him to first fondle my breasts. Foreplay is important, you know. I would give him a hickey or two. Then he'd take off his shirt and I'd see how he was build like a Greek god. He'd reach down and finger me until I was wet enough to take him. I would undo. She was a gorgeous woman in her early 20's. She wore skirts too short and blouses too tight. It was clear to Tim that he could have her anytime he wanted. He had been tempted many times but had thus far resisted all her charms. He looked at the closed door with a frown then watched her walk over to the credenza that held the customer files."Everything is wonderful, Danielle," Tim smiled."I just need to get the Donnelly Fabrics file," Danielle smiled back and bent over to open the drawer.Tim. ?Feisty one?but there’s no escape, slave. You can be a good girl like the bitch in the chair, or you can be a defiant slut and get hurt. I’ve been ordered not to maim you or stop you performing for his Lordship. So I’ll just have to be careful.??What do you want?? Mel asked.His hand gently stroked her muscled torso. ?Well, his Lordship wants information from you. You Amazons are irritating him like bugs. And like bugs we will squash you when we catch you. Now, you can tell us?or you can choose. She gave us one of her pleasing smiles and said, "Bring it on, I am a big girl".I had no sooner reached my office than the phone rang. It was the Major in charge of the security force. He commenced, "Our intelligence specialist have investigated the organizers of the convention as you requested and his conclusions are very disquieting. After dropping considerable cash and as a last resort some head knocking that cannot be traced back to us, it definitely was organized by the head of a cartel.