Once I came out I started looking around for my clothes and couldnt find any. I asked Rahul “where are my clothes?” and He said why do you need cl...thes dear? I was feeling uncomfortable and at the same time little excited. Rahul was wearing only his shorts and I could see his hard on through them. I turned around to comb my hair and in the mirror I could see him admiring my body from behind. I was feeling more excited and swung my body a bit unconsciously. Rahul said here are some clothes for. She told me that it was only fair that I removed my shirt as well. So doing what I was told I removed my shirt and bra exposing my breasts to her. My nipples stood at attention. My breasts were quiet larger then hers. I hugged her tightly as our breasts brushed together; I heard a low moan coming from her mouth. I kissed her neck and slowly made my way down to her breasts. I rotated my tongue around her nipples. Her soft moans kept my pussy sopping wet. While I was caressing and licking her. "I already know how you two mutilate each other when you have what you call sex! And those 'toys' you use on each other? They kill people with those things!"Acting disgusted, Elaine vanquished the image of her sisters' quarters in her mind, ending her dream-walk on the great ship.Elaine lay on the soft bed with her eyes closed against the light from the crystal sun streaming through the window. The Southern sun had begun shining almost two weeks ago, joining its northern companion, both. What’s a hustler doing there? First of all, I’m a businessman and not a hustler. Second of all, the Back Bay is where I do my best work. I’m a tall, good-looking, well-dressed and impeccably well-groomed black gentleman in a Brooks Brothers suit. I look hot. No, I’m not a waiter. I’m actually a manager at one of Boston’s top hotels. I deal booze to the rich and powerful and make a bundle. Yes, rich people get high too. I’m just providing them with what they need. It’s just business. I know what.