I am pleasuring a guy. A person I don't even know his name.And then he stopped, telling me to roll over on my back. I was obeying without a word, fee...ing like a little boy, or a little girl being told what to do. He knows best. I must make him happy I thought. He was holding me by the knees, making my ass go higher and spreading my cheeks open. Then he started fucking me slowly. making my asshole familiar with this new posture. Again I felt some pain in my lower stomach. I guess this posture. I agreed but was leary of going as I didn't know these other people she was referring to as friends. Were they her age more or less? Were there any men attending? Would we have some alone time after the party? I didn't let it bother me but I was curious as to how to act, what to bring, what to wear? None of that mattered. I would just go with my gut. The night came and I dressed more like a pool boy than a man of the night. I had on a pair of white shorts and a nice Hawaiian shirt. The news that the USS Shetland was only hours away bringing the Admiral of the Fleet in person for a close inspection had traveled fast.Belinda had spent all night, erasing and doctoring files that could not stand up to closer scrutiny.He sipped at his cup of Venus Sun tea, grown in the first terra formed gardens of his home world. It was an acquired taste as almost everything that grew in the soil of Venus still had a distinctive smell and taste of sulfur. It was almost a ritual, no one talked. Icould park in the basement garage in town.I took a bath as Tom used the shower. I stood in front of the bedroommirror as I applied my make up and styled my long blonde tresses. Tomwas already dressed as I put on my black satin garter belt, long blacksilk stockings, black high heel shoes, black satin panties, black satinunderwired brassiere, black satin half slip and black pull over jerseydress. I buckled a black belt around my tiny waist to show off my figurebetter. As I was told, if you got.