At that moment I hoped she’d mock and tease me a bit and maybe even tell a few people. It wouldn’t enjoy it, but I’d feel like I got away with ...omething if she didn’t find out what I was really doing.I tried to mumble a response and pretend I didn’t know what she was talking about. Something about I had been asleep and must have been having a dream.“You sure you weren’t stroking it?” she teased. “I think you were. Were you looking at me on the computer and jerking off?”I immediately started. " The woman smiled.With half a dozen blouses and five skirts I followed the assistant to a changing room, she smiled as she stepped out. Lord was I glad to be alone in there, those blouses were so sheer that they hid nothing, every line and pattern on my bra was clearly visible, but at the same time I must admit that I did like the look. As for the skirts, most were just fine, shorter than I normally wore, but that just meant I showed off more leg and I had always thought my legs were my best. Not in the spectacular sense of heroic suicide. Just in the smothering, anonymous sense of giving up the last remnants of a life that ought to be hers. She would kill herself in the cowardly sense of letting her life slide slowly and definitely out of her hands.The pale woman waiting for her upstairs might ridicule her, even humiliate her. She and the perfect African model friends that were with her at the restaurant might point at her shabby appearance when she showed up. They might double up. Me: My god! This is really too much for you to ask for. Please, I can’t do this.He suddenly moved his camera a bit away. He showed his whole naked body to me. Oh my god! That abs and that biceps! It turned me on!For few seconds, he flashed his dick too. I did not see it clearly or properly, but, fuck, it was too large. I didn’t imagine that he had such a monstrous cock.This was the first time I saw a dick in real, no, but this was only virtual.I wanted to touch it and stroke it very hard. But.