The music was Tina turner's Simply the best and it suited the occasion down to the ground.She danced like a professional, a lap dancer in the sleazies... club in town, she writhed, gyrated, rocked and rolled and when the music ended in a crescendo of noise, she leaned over and kissed me.Her mouth was wet and she tasted of alcohol, as her tongue snaked between my teeth I pulled her down onto my lap and slipped my hands under the back of her skirt,"Yes Terry" she breathed, "Yes darling"Her fingers. "My girl friend bought this print from you several months ago. I was wondering if you had any more?" he asked showing me the drawing.You guessed it was the stray dog and road kill. "I have a few but you really should look around some. She bought the best one of the series," I said. I had a pretty good idea who he was, but I was playing at artist/sales agent."Well then maybe a companion piece," he said."Feel free to browse through the books as well as the gallery," I said."My name is John and to. She was fucking her boss and even his boss. RJ got your boss involved so he could get on a fast track for promotion. Holly was his price for advancement but he let Harry fuck Debbie too." Karen needed a break."The clothes box and all that stuff, why did she bring it home?" I asked, leading her into talking about it again."The clothes always go to her work. She is the office slut and everyone there gets to fuck her whenever they want. She is like a reward for a job well done, or a gift for. Its end, a dildo, was planted deep in the girl's cunt. It was thick and stretched the lips of her pussy wide. It was shiny with her juices. If she slumped forward, relaxing her pose, the weight would drop down onto the box, completing an electrical circuit. When the circuit was completed, the box would send a mild shock to the dildo -- just a few volts but enough to make the girl squirm from its fiery bite. If the weight stayed on the box, the current would continue for twenty seconds, stop for.