The compulsive organizer in me was veryimpressed, and I hoped that Mark was at least partly responsible for how itall looked. After all, my so-called ...normal guy' brother was one of themessiest, most disorganized people I knew, and if my boyfriend wasn't likethat I wouldn't mind at all if he wasn't exactly 'normal'."Sandra," Mrs. McCowan said, "you'll need to change into this polypropyleneunderwear before trying on Marcia's ski suit." She handed me a pair of veryskinny-looking navy blue. Wrapping her grasp around the handle, she allowed the door to swing inward. Squealing and clapping in delight, she couldn’t believe that her order had arrived so quickly. Standing with her hands clasped at her breasts, her eyes devoured the man-whore she had ordered for the weekend.She wasn’t expecting him until tomorrow, but the business had mentioned he would be there in her time of need… and so he was. She was pleased not to have to rely on her own hands for pleasure this evening. Grabbing. "She suddenly locked her soft lips onto mine, kissing me.I pulled my mouth away in shock, but she held my head in her hands, and pushed my lips back onto hers, kissing me passionately. I tried to resist but found myself giving in. The sweet taste of her kisses filled up my mouth. I felt her wet tongue force its way past my lips into my mouth. Our tongues wrestled as we snogged.She started running her hands down from my head over my back and the curve of my buttocks. She played with my firm. She began to sway her hip slowly to the thumping music while seductively looking into the camera, she teased everybody watching by squeezing both her boobs & running her tongue over her top lip.“That’s it Pixie slut, turn around & lift that skirt up & show your famous ass to the fans.” Ricky commanded. Turning around she looked over her shoulder at the camera as she clinched the hem of each side of her skirt & slowly began to peel it up.“Holy shit she’s really gonna do it.” Ricky shouted.Within.