I dressed very provocatively, wearing a micromini denim skirt which rode low on my hips and a white shorty tanktop without a bra, of course. Did I wea... any panties? Of course not.When I walked into the research area, Phil was sitting at the usual table. He looked up and saw me and smiled. He then looked me slowly up and down, repeatedly. I sat down next to him. “Mari,” he whispered, “That is a dangerous outfit to be wearing out on the street. Someone is going to try and pick you up.” I giggled.. Took the vile from his pocket and held it to my nose again. I snorted it and said with pouty lips, "thank you sir but I meant, give me more cock." He laughed and said fix your makeup bitch, Mike's waiting for you. As I stood up Richard entered, stopped and quickly assessed the situation and said something in Spanish to Juan, who left without another word. Then Richard tried to hand me a pink babydoll nighty on a hanger. I froze. Richard, looked at me and asked me, "what's the problem cunt?" I. I was born in New Malden, Surrey in the UK and have been raised in the UK. I did the normal things of going to school, getting trouble during my teenage years, finishing school and moving onto college and then University. I was always into sport and enjoyed kickboxing and boxing more than all other sports and so have tried my best to stay on top my skills since very young. Needless to say that I have an athletic body and being 5’8” I have a fairly well proportioned looking body so have always. He was a bench warmer every football game we had in high school and he was still shit at that. I worked my ass off for 4 years, sacrificed my whole social life, and even passed up some possible relationships to be at the top of the academic charts. I got there but at a cost with having no friends other than the one: Ted Mundy the smartest guy I know other than me.. I don't know how I got to keep him around but some how meeting him in Junior pre-cal, lending him a pencil and never getting it.