Not too sure at this which it might be. Or a combination of both doing the trick to keep me warm. Finally after Amanda had teased me long enough, and...now that I felt warm to the touch, she opened her window to let me in. She stuck her head out the window, “Hey I wasn’t expecting you for at least another hour.” I kissed her and then broke away, “Yeah your photo told me to hurry up and get over here.” Amanda laughed at the comment but still blocked my way into her room and away from the crisp. Like my final master said, my name is Victoria Hill, you might recognize me actually, I used to appear on TV all the time, and my family owned a massive hotel empire or maybe you just watched my sex tape you naughty people.” The woman on the floor said all this with an almost deranged smile on her face. Victoria Hill! It had taken a moment to recognize the woman, she was a bit older then the last time Miriam had seen her on TV, and her body was more filled out, but there she was. Victoria used. Rose started giggling at the spectacle in front of her, and I must admit it would have looked quite funny. Mandy gestured for Rose to join her, which she did. Mandy lifted her skirt right up to show me her panties. They were not as skimpy as Mandy’s but equally as exciting to see. Then the 2 girls turned to face each other and embraced, still gyrating. Mandy grabbed Rose’s arse and pulled her into her own body. The contrast in builds was amazing; Mandy almost swamped Rose’s slight frame. Her. I had not been there for a long while lately.I dressed up like a real street hooker. I would wear a silver short dress that barely covered my round buttocks and contained my nice boobs, with a long cut cleavage at the front. No thong at all and a sexy pair of stiletto heels. I looked my reflection at the wall mirror and liked what I saw…Two minutes after entering the theater; I was surrounded by seven black men in the darkness. I sat down in an empty row; but the first nigger approached alone.