Harada began to pump me fast and hard and grabbed my wrists and pulled my arms back, lifting me up. My boobs were barely on the table when Mr. Sugimo...o came up in front of me and began to fondle my boobs. “Nice and heavy” he said. “You were an excellent choice.” Harada kept pounding me, holding both of my wrists behind my back with one hand as he spanked me hard with the other. He fucked me so hard and strong that before long I came. The men were excited about this and moved closer. . The way she said it didn’t give us the impression she was making fun of our Italian ignorance, but enhancing the restaurant’s Italian atmosphere. Our table had been spread with a large white tablecloth, candles and beautiful flower bouquet in the center (REAL flowers!). The lighting (gas lights on the walls) was turned down low so that a good share of the room lighting was coming from the flickering candles at the three tables. I was happy that the other two tables in the room were empty. At. "Hey KRISSY, that was totally awesome, baby! You're amazing! Are you okay,sissyboi?"Nikki was feeling so conflicted, he didn't dare tell Aiden what was goingthrough his mind. He couldn't reconcile the incredible satisfaction he feltfrom being Aiden's sissyboi bottom with the humiliation and guilt burieddeep in his psyche. HE had always been the stud ... charming any girl he met...being dominant and getting whatever he wanted. He wondered how things hadchanged so much in just six months. But now. Once the party was officially under way we got the set kicked off with Surfin' Bird by The Trasmen, followed by Love Shack by the B52's. Our guitarist sang the majority of the songs, but we all got the opportunity to take a song on our own. The first song I got to sing that night was The Tide Is High by Blondie. All the during the set I noticed an Indian girl prowling through the crowd, sipping her drink and dancing by herself. She was petit, appealingly plump, with skin the color of burnt.