Danielle loved it and so did I. We were more like sisters now. She even had me shopping with her for some more feminine things like jewellery. I had m... ears pierced twice and my bellybutton pierced too. She told me she was considering getting me a tramp stamp tattoo too but hadn't found the right design for me yet.Not long after this Danielle came home with two men. One was typical of her lovers; tall and muscly but the other was a little effeminate. She said, "Joel, this is Jamie. He's going. In addition, she'd never known a black man well enough to have a conversation, let alone have one invade her most intimate space, her most precious asset. Her decision was made.* * *She hurried out of the house the next morning, and stopped along the way to buy a newspaper to begin looking for another job. It wasn't until she walked into the lobby she remembered her identification badge was laying on her dresser.Darn, she thought to herself. I'm going to have to get a temporary badge from. I kept flicking the end of the nipple, occasionally grazing it or lightly biting it with my teeth. She was holding herself up with one arm, and madly rubbing her cunt with the other. She had her index finger half way in her cunt, taking the dress with it. She started to moan, louder and louder. Then she let out a scream. I clamped my hand over her mouth. Her hips started bucking and I could see the area of her dress around her hand getting wetter and wetter. I grabbed her ass with all of my. My gaze lingered on her smooth skin for a moment but that was enough for her to notice it. She had me under her spell and she knew it. I sipped from my glass and shifted my body slightly. Unfortunately that stirred the b**st and a bump appeared on my robe. My heart started racing. If she saw it, not to mention I wasn't wearing anything under, she would alert the hotel staff and I'd be in trouble. Keep it cool...She caressed her bare should with her slender fingers and took a look at the ladies.