There was a mirror on the inside of the door. She opened it and Ilooked in disbelief at the French maids outfits, cheerleaders outfits,nurses uniforms...and dresses that filled it.At the same time I also noticed that I was wearing a long orange wig so Ilooked just like her. Not only that but she had plucked my eyebrows andpencilled on eyebrows and applied foundation, eyeliner, mascara andlipstick.I looked down to see she had also manicured my nails and painted them."The test said that you were 80. I’m sorry.”“It’s fine,” I assured her. “I figured you’d talked to her. And I’m not surprised. It’s all good.”She opened her tiny purse and pulled out the envelope I’d given her this morning. She blushed, then reached across and laid it on my lap.“Um, Rob, there’s not much of that money you gave me left.”“How much is ‘not much’?”“Less than a hundred bucks. I’m sorry. I was doing really well, and then when I was getting my hair done, Stace ran out to find your tie. And she came back with the. I gasped as she began to fuck me with it. Again she moved, right before I came and her mouth went down and she bit each of my ass cheeks, before letting her tongue slide between them and move across the tight hole.She looked up at me and moved her mouth, "do you want me to fuck you hard Lyn?"I whispered in my lust, "yes. Oh god yes. Fuck me. Fuck me hard with your big cock."She laughed and sat up on her knees. I watched her hand expertly stroke the toy. Her voice turned hard and commanding, and. I found two pairs of men’s shoes. I looked up and found the faces of Hein and Chris looking down at me, both with knowing smiles and twinkling eyes. I focused on Hein. This was his gathering. These were his friends. He winked at me and blew me a kiss. He stood and moved the few steps to my side, his hand stroking my naked back to my butt.From the other directions, I picked up comments: “My god, that was something …” “Have you EVER seen anything like that? Anything so erotic and hot and ….