“The girls burst out in spontaneous applause as I ran back to my man and sat in his lap, putting my sweater back on at the same time.“The mood had...changed so much that by now all the others wanted to try their own little strip-tease dances and before long the room was full of young girls discarding all their clothing. My man had his hand up my sweater as we watched and was gently teasing my nipples and squeezing my tits. I could feel his hard cock beneath me, and that gave me a real thrill.“It. Vood-ray voo luh peep),” I ask him, which literallymeans, “Good day, sir. Desire-you the blowjob?” and isthe traditional way that a French girl would formallyoffer to fellate a complete stranger. He stands wide-eyed and stunned for a moment. I begin towonder whether he hasn’t understood my accent, orwhether he’s just not interested, so I go into action.Remember that I suggested that the itemized invoice forthe sexy underwear might come in handy? Pulling the slipof. Light shone from the few high placed windows. I saw Misstress Jessica talking to the owner of the van and, oh no, four other black men. Again, perhaps men was to strong a term as they looked as young as the girl. Even though they were only nigger teenagers, they were strong and well muscled. Mistress Jessica looked like she was a rich little white girl and they looked like they came from the other side of the tracks. All of them stopped to look at me. The girl pushed one hand up under my skirt. Helen says that will help Hope. If for no other reason, their sincerity will come across, and you know they're going to be talking about you a lot. Hope's fear of you, or whatever you want to call it when she is uncomfortable around you, won't last. Not with your young wives spouting your praises."Diana stood and offered her hand to her husband. "Come on. We need to talk to Selina and tell her the General okayed the blocks for her."Back in the Matthews' suite, Jeff walked over to Helen who was.