Can you feel my fingers in your cunt and my tongue on your clit?”Blue Lace --- “Ohhh yes, yes. Finger me harder.”Welshwriter --- “Are you wet?...��Blue Lace --- “Ohhh, yes my pussy is soaked.”Welshwriter --- “Wish I could be there to taste it.”Blue Lace --- “Me too. My fingers are covered in my pussy juice. Would you like to suck it off them?”Welshwriter --- “Oh yes please, I bet your cunt tastes wonderful.”Blue Lace --- “I'd love you to find out. Is your cock weeping pre-cum?”I looked down and saw. Would you stay the night! I am so excited!! See you later."I replayed the message and felt my heart pounding furiously. This wasgoing to be the most amazing day ever!!!I was going to Helen's at 7.00 and I was going to walk as I loved beingout when dressed. At 4.00 I started to get ready by first taking a longhot bath and shaving. With my blonde hair I did not have a lot of bodyhair and decided that what little I had on my legs had to come off.After the bath I put on my suspender belt and. Others in the area, well, not really in the area, more like across town, have been receiving my business. I tried, a couple of times, to drive by, to reenter this store, but until today, the very idea would send a chill down my spine. I never did stop thinking of that man. Two weeks had gone by and all I could do was think of him. Think of the humiliation. Think of the pain. Think of the "what ifs" if I'd... If I'd what? There I go again. Thinking about that overbearing excuse of a man and what. On your knees and wait.” The studio went silent. Script anyone? Prompt??After what seemed an eternity, Roxy broke the eerie silence. “Mistress Fiona, Yula and I are disappointed in you and the ease with which you succumbed to the limited charms of this worthless man; you will redeem yourself, and the emasculated tosser will watch.” More deathly silence. Actress Roxy had just verbally abused studio owner Fiona and implicated my girlfriend in her dubious plot. “Remove your clothes.” Fiona placed.