" Superheroine Denise Kamm! I love it. How did you come up with that name?" Pronounce it slowly," he said with his sweet southern accent."Denise Kamm....Oh my...Denny's scam!"***I returned to my apartment in New York late that afternoon. Dateless, as usual, I spent Saturday evening scouring the Internet for a hotel to stay at during the tournament. The Short Hills Hilton was way above my budget, and it took me a long time to find a place I could afford.Three days later, I felt slightly ridiculous. The short journey passed in a contented silence with both of us happy in each other’s company and when Sam asked if I would like to come in for a minute while he handed over the papers I was happy to join him. Sam introduced me to Neil and I entered the most sumptuous of houses I have ever been privileged to explore. It was not particularly flash but just very tastefully decorated in a refined manner that suggest more than a passing acquaintance with technology without compromising on elegance.. .. Bridget and Katrina holding me from the sides and front... Bridget wrapped the two ends of the ribbon around my wrists... and then softly pulled it till my hands were raised above my head... not too tight... Charlotte was kissing down my neck softly peeling the dress till her lips reached the clasp of my bra.She kissed around it and I am sure I heard her whisper, "soon, very soon, I'll be unclasping you."Bridget and Katrina peeled the spaghetti straps off of my shoulders, which were tanned. I kissed down to the tops of her breast taking time to let my tongue dip under her bra and flicking her nipples. She felt very good in my arms. She was breathing heavy. I stopped what I was doing, she looked confused, I took her hand and moved her toward the bed, and I sat down on the bed with her standing in front of me. She turned around and I unzipped her red dress. Under it she wore a red little push up bra with matching red lacy panties and a garter holding up her black seamed thigh highs..