In the elevator, we kissed, her lips were so soft, her skin so soft, her tongue so smooth and sensuously searching, her arms around my neck, my arms a...ound her waist and my hands gently squeezing her waist. Why my knees didn’t give out is beyond me. The elevator door opened, we broke our kiss, gasped for a little air, our eyes glassy, our imagination and senses tingling and urging us quickly to her room. The short distance to her door was way too far for the mere fifty feet. We opened the door,. It’s all relative, anyway, and very much a matter of personal taste. If we take Candy piece by piece, there’s that hair: artificially blonde but effective and in a lively, striking style that nature alone did not create.Her eyes: blue-green and clear, an advertisement for a pure, clean lifestyle in which she kept herself fit and didn’t overindulge in anything. Her cheeks were what is known as sunkissed: more than pink but not blazing red, like a natural cosmetic giving definition to skin that. I'm dressed up real slutty for you in my hot pink naughty innocent schoolgirl outfit complete with hot pink lingerie, hot pink latex micro skirt and 8" hot pink platform stiletto heels. Look, now I'm kneeling on the edge of the bed with my white whore fuck slut Tgirl face on the cover and my white whore bubble butt Tgirl ass way up in the air for you Black Master. My long, hot pink, silky, lacy stockinged legs are spread wide apart for you to ravage me.I looked back at him, giving him that. I stare him down as I do it gauging his reaction with each movement of my fingers. He stares transfixed as I make my way closer to end of my shirt and slip it off. I can’t tell if he’s happy or just so surprised that he hasn’t composed himself enough to yell at me that I’m crazy and I need to get the hell out of his bar. He turns around and walks away wordlessly. My heart sinks and I just know he is going to escort me out as he comes around the bar towards me. He walks straight past me.