I speak into the entry phone, feeling a thrill at the sound of her voice telling me to come on up, the door swinging open for me. I adjust my collar, ...un my fingers through my hair and reflect for a moment. When we first met, she was gauche and awkward although pretty. I can already see the change in her since we started ‘accidentally’ meeting over the last few weeks, becoming more confident and well groomed, almost glowing. I chuckle to myself – if only she knew how hard I have worked to bump. His wife dumped him, his boss fired him. He was put on the National Sex Offender Registry for life. His face was all over the internet as a convicted pervert. "I can't find a place to live," he said. "Wherever I go the neighbors hound me, protecting their precious neighborhood. Now I live in a little tent under the bridge with a bunch of sex offenders."I left the bar feeling shaken. I felt terrible for Joe, whose life was ruined. But it could just as easily have been me. I made a pact. I suddenly snapped out of my stare and quickly turned away knowing the girls would like to strip entirely to pull on their leotards.I explained the task I wanted the girls to do and allowed them to start practising, Feeling slightly aroused from what I had seen earlier I positioned myself at the end of the vault with the hope of seeing a wardrobe malfunction somehow. I couldn't stop staring at these girls I'm their skin tight leotards their nipples poked through the fabric and the bums looked. Colin forced his back against the nearby wardrobe and dropped to his knees. He couldn't wait to taste that cock. Colin unfastened another couple of buttons on the jeans and slid them down Stephen's legs, grazing his thigh as he did so. Stephen's erect cock sprung out, nine inches long, Colin reckoned, as his tight boxers were whipped off and flung across the room. Stephen gasped as Colin put his lips to the tip of his cock and licked at the slit. Colin could taste the pre-cum and licked his.