The brush of my hemline against my nylonclad legs only serves to add to my angst. I make an impulsive decisionand head for my full length mirror in th... hope my pain will subside.My reflection makes me happy and sad simultaneously. The disappointmentand the feeling of rightness intermingle and leave's me happy but thenagain with a feeling of emptiness.My fashionable attire and immaculately made up face would cause jealousyamong many woman. I know I look pretty and my slim lithesome body wouldbe. The Arranger was the last I met in the bar, so we sat together longer than the others. He asked me whether there were some things I would rather not happen, as well as things I yearned for. He suggested that when we get to the room, I strip down to my lingerie and heels, while the men all retained their suits. He had brought some mood music, and suggested that a slow intimate dance with each man would assist. He asked me if I had ever been with more than one man, whether I had enjoyed men in my. ‘Look here, I’m not playing no games with you.’ She was dead serious. ‘Baby I tried to text you, and when I got no response I figured there was no service in the doctors. I didn’t make much of it.’ ‘Let’s get to your office’ She grabbed my hand and tugged me firmly. I was so thrown off by her presence, but I didn’t even protest… nor did I notice what the fuck she had on. She had been to my place of work before so she led the way. It was only then did I notice that this mother fucker had on a. He felt like he should be more embarrassed and shy, but he felt somewhat good about his dick being revealed before his sister, and having her be the one who fought to reveal it. He shuddered with excitement, but didn't want to let on how much he actually liked it. "Woo-hoo!" Cassie cheered, tossing Brad's pants to the other side of the room. She let out a celebratory grunt and thrust. "Aw! Why so shy now?" Cassie mocked, as Brad still lay mostly on his stomach. A smile grew on Brad's face as he.