He told me to leave my stuff there and follow him.He led me downstairs to the basement and i just froze ,there where bout 20 people, naked, and i cud ...ee all kinds of sex i had seen on the internet.There where couple of girls with a strap-on fucking each other,on the corner i cud see three guys in a gang bang ,the guy getting fucked was crying out loud,his mouth and ass getting fucked.There was kissing going on, a guy was gettin a blowjob from a crossdresser, another a handjob from 2 girls. It. But just as we were getting up to head out to the taxi I was afforded a look up Bernie's skirt and right enough she was not wearing any knickers under her tights, and for just a second, a quick and wonderful second, I saw her thick ginger bush behind the tight nylon.The party, it turned out, wasn't that good. My mate who has always been a real ladies man had managed to cop off with a young lady and he left way before the party had started to die down. It gave me some time alone with Bernie and. I closed my eyes and drank the water.The guy next to me took my saree and threw it aside, while taking the saree his hand had rubbed over my nighty and bra and had moved slightly and my right areole was visible without the cover of the sheer bra and nighty. The guys sitting in front of me saw that and motioned wordlessly to everyone to see, with the wind coming in through the window my sweat was gone and I was no longer sweating. My body reacted on its own accord and my nipples hardened,. " Is that a good thing in a model?" I asked."Probably not, but it is a great thing for someone in a pair of the client's jeans," she said."Well if you can caption it, beautiful jeans even when you feel like shit, it should work," I said with a giggle of my own."Well we should know something in a week or so. I sent them the two best of all the different looks so their art director would feel like she had a hand in it," Wilma said between bites of pizza. I ate the smallest piece and contented.