Dot. I'll take a few shots, and we will see what the camera thinks of you," Cal said.I explained to Dot, which she must have already guessed, "Cal is...an amateur photographer, and he was going to take some photos of you." Dot didn't look worried, but I told her Cal had taken many pictures of Trish to ease her mind."Shall I sit on the stool?" Dot asked.There was a stool on the small stage."Sure," Cal said.Dot sat on the stool, and Cal began. He adjusted the lighting and took more shots. "Okay,. Phil didn't take it very well. Not well at all. Before I knew it he had his clothes back on and stomped out. Oops. My scarf prevented me from any intelligible talk. I tried hard though.From the hallway he was finally shouting something I didn't quite understand. The main door banged close. He was gone. What an idiot. Wasted my evening.I wasn't to concerned with my ropes yet. I was still giggling about his penis outfit. Did he ever look at himself in a mirror? He would have died from. I kindliy turned her around and staring at her face she shied and what you are looking at and I told her that I’m looking at the face which I may not get to see after this reception she blushed and said that I will let this happen and kissed me on my cheek and left, later after the the reception she called me in her room when I went there she asked me to unzip her top, I unzipped it and kissed on her back she started breathing heavily and than I unhooked her black bra suddenly she turned around. "I will, and I am glad you did that. I am going to enjoy tonight, and I promise you will too when we get home."Meg put a jacket on, and we took a taxi to Alan's. We arrived just before five, and Jane met us at the door. She was wearing knee-length pink skinny pencil pants and a white bikini top. Meg and I both received a kiss on the lips. When I got mine, I inadvertently put my hand on Jane's ass cheek. I know Meg saw, but neither lady protested."Are you wearing Alan's top?" Jane asked. Meg.