" It won't matter. If she is the fame hungry twit we think she is she will control him until we have what we want. After that? Who cares what he think... or who he has ties to. But then again, maybe it would serve us better if she were a widow. Yes, I think that is the way to go. See to it." Yes sir."Peter stood at the front gate of the prison and looked up at the high walls. It was an austere and imposing structure and one well suited for housing society's miscreants. Since he had called ahead. She completed a few more gyrations and her hand went to the zip of her skirt, she turned her back to the audience so they could see her pull it down, her skirt dropped to the floor and the audience cheered as they say her buttocks in the throng.Janice moved to the edge of the stage and beckoned the nearest man in the audience to come and roll her stockings down her legs and off. She draped the removed stockings over his shoulders and he went back to his seat a happy man.She was moving around. I'm always happy to oblige (if I'm not there already) and I usually accompany it with a finger or two in her cunt. Last month, J. made the same request within a few moments of my stripping her - and she came quite quickly as a result. My friend L., for example, climaxes if, with only one finger gently stimulating her G-spot, I suck her nipples as hard as I can. It's the nipple sucking that does it for her - and I'm only too happy to oblige because they are lovely nipples. Trouble is, I. Coming back one day, I got into acarriage which was empty (almost unheard of) apart from one guy from mycollege who I quite often saw on that train, and who I knew was doing acourse in sports. He was really young looking, maybe only 17, and areal hunk of teenage meat. It was July, and a hot day, and he waswearing a skimpy white tee-shirt and light blue satin Umbro soccershorts, really shiny and sexy. I also wore a tee-shirt and pale bluejeans.I don't think we'd ever spoken to each other.