First he applied bright red lipstick to my lips and then with the tube of lipstick he began writing things on my forehead, my chest and my naked back....When he was finished he gave me my costume which consisted of just a very small loin cloth. It wasn't much of a loin cloth since it was only 2 pieces of cloth; about 3 inches wide and 12 inches long held together with a piece of string which tied together at my side. It just barely covered my cock and my ass. When I asked him what he had written. “ “Would you like to come back to my place and make love to me?”Wide-eyed, he said, “Really?? Let’s go!!”As she reached to pull her top back up, he put his hand on hers, “No, don’t pull it up. I think it would be hot for you to walk back like that. Better yet, take it off and walk back topless.““What if somebody sees me? If I get arrested, you won’t get anything. Besides, I promise you can take it all off when we get back to the house.”“Oh, I intend to, but you're standing here topless right. ’ * * * * * * * * She hurried out and I heard the scream of tyres as she took off. The room she had given me was the only tidy, if dusty, one in the house, no doubt because it was rarely used. I brought my things in and stowed them away, and took a wander round the house. On second viewing it seemed even more chaotic. Since I was supposed to earn my keep while I was there, and what my tasks were to be had not been defined, on seeing the kitchen with its sink piled high with unwashed plates and. I must have beaconed the onlookers closer, inviting them to touch and explore. I felt many hands on my body, some soft and others rough, moving everywhere. The space around me was filled with naked flesh. I remained, allowing and enjoying the feelings that were sweeping over me. My breasts were squeezed and pressed hard and I felt fingers other than my own begin exploring my pussy, fingers going between my labia and into my sex. My eyes remained open, looking around but still not recognizing or.