I found a pair of ankle boots. These would do fine. No one would recognise me. By the time it was my turn the club had filled up, it was packed. My mu...ic played, “I am Titanium” and I walked out, suddenly terrified. My legs felt like they were made of jelly. I forced myself to move, and then move again. My cloak opened, before I really wanted it too. A cheer rang out, as they glimpsed my tits. That cheer gave me courage, I moved, swayed. And finally danced. I twirled the cloak, flashing my. I took my mouse and hovered the heading. "A place for voyeurs to come in and sit down and watch others". I stumbled down a few more "self help" headings but my mouse inadvertently slipped back up the page to that room. I double clicked my mouse unaware that this day would change me forever. The fluorescent font and images at the entrance of this place was enough to keep my interest peeked. Sure, I have been to chat rooms before, but nothing quite like this. No. This was going to be very. I guess so Tiffany mumbled barely audible. Leading Tiffany into her room, and closing the door behind her, Cat pretended to look for an imaginary box. Walking all over the room and showing of her ass to Tiffany whenever given the chance. Deciding that Tiffany has had enough teasing she bent down in front of Tiffany and check underneath her bed. Behind her Cat heard a zipper pop. Sliding out from underneath the bed Cat turned around to see that Tiffanys cock had burst out of her pants. It was. .. and have the video to prove it.He takes each bag from the trolly, and in a perverse way ... turns it upside down and gives it a little shake ... and chuckles ... Thirty four years ... yes ... he is just a little mad. Thirty four years.He takes each bag and hangs it on the hook with the correct number, tidies up, turns and locks the door and makes his way out of the basement. Thirty four years.He has always been the last to ride the elevator to the lobby, he steps across the blue circle with.