I almost fell off the ladder I'd been standing on. Strong hands gripped me around the waist and steadied me. I looked cautiously over my shoulder."Sor...y. I didn't mean to scare you."The voice held a hint of a southern drawl, and was attached to a man who looked vaguely familiar. "It's okay," I replied, still trying to figure out where I knew him from. I hated it when I couldn't remember.He moved back, and I climbed down the ladder until I was back on terra firma. I realized then how tall he. “Sorry,” she replied as she tried to cover her breasts. “I don’t have any idea what’s going on.”“They’re great,” I replied. “All natural?”“No, she replied, “I had them enhanced a while back. I used to be pretty flat-chested.”Uh-huh.“Do you wanna feel them?” she asked.“Do I what?” I asked in shocked response.“Do... you… want…to…feel…them?” she repeated one word at a time. She stood up and stepped right in front of where I was seated, facing me and raised up her shirt, exposing her two luscious. It took three gulps to get it all down. I looked up at Greg and his eyes were wide. I didn’t get much practice so I smiled at Greg and asked him to come back another time when Erin wasn’t around. He eagerly agreed and put his penis away stumbling out the door, red faced and confused. I’m sure that Greg thought I was some kind of a slut but I don’t care. He’s an idiot and he has to keep it a secret or Erin will find out. So as long as Steve doesn’t know I’m blowing Greg, I don’t care. Sept 2 I. You can becomemy partner. Well mistress. We aren't equals you see... or you cancontinue in a life as an escort."Kitten swallowed. "Nymphomania?" She whispered understanding why she wasso aroused. The urge was becoming hard to fight. Her hand on her crotchitched to play."It's an addiction... you should play with yourself..." Curt instructedas he approached her.Kitten shook her head but the suggestion seemed so reasonable. Curtpushed her hand away from her sex and tickled it. Kitten moaned.Before.