And, she supposed, it would have been odd if Alex had painted a picture of Doug naked so it only stood to reason that the painting would have been of ...er, she didn’t dare to hope that it was because he held an interest for her and refused to let her mind wander to why he painted her half naked. However, when she was alone in the restaurant, just before closing, she let her mind wander that maybe he had painted the picture for her, and she imagined herself posing for him, draped in the white. Since we live about an hour from the club area she wanted to go to, we decided to get a room near the club.After we checked in, we got dressed and headed out to meet Crystal for dinner. After a nice dinner, we went dancing. By 10, we were already pretty buzzed and dancing and Crystal was flirting with guys. We joked that she was probably going to get fucked tonight but we were also planning on going at it pretty good in our room. I told my wife she could bring a guy back to the room with us if. Needy" She didn't reply, and she lay there considering why he might want that "Why don't I order that Pizza for about 11 o'clock?" she asked mischievously, allowing him to work out for himself her train of thought. "I think you should text the delivery driver and make sure that he'll be the driver and that its his last stop" he replied. She gave no response, other than to reach for her handset and find Andrew's number in her contact, which she'd entered earlier that evening. "ABOUT TO ORDER A. 'I ... can't stand this, she thought to herself.' She cried out, "Please ... Please ... don't humiliate me like this ... I can't stand it. Please ... stop ... humili..." The words died in her throat. She groaned softly.Scott and John continued to watch her as they licked their dry lips lustily. "How does it feel now?" Scott said edging closer.Nena's breathing was quick, and shallow. "It ... it ... it ... feels good, but ... please ... don't humiliate me any ... more." She began to suck in her.