She looked down past breasts, belly, to her feet. Shining black shoes peeked out below her nakedness; they somehow emphasised it. “Oh, no, sorry. I ...orgot.” “If you sit," he said," I’ll slip those off and help you pose.” He smiled. Damn, don’t smile. Completely out of her control, her body had responded, her nipples stiffened. She knew they would be so obvious and did not know where to look. She found herself looking right into his eyes. She sat down. He knelt at her feet, looking up at her. She wrote a check on her Bank of America account – the 'permanent' checks had just come in Saturday's mail – and winced. "Dillon, when do I get paid?" Should have been the fifteenth, Lenore, but it might have to wait for the first of the month."Crossing her mental fingers, Lenore wrote out the check.Back at the office, Lenore carefully applied the National Defense Medal ribbon and her other rank to her Enlisted Summer Service uniform, while referring to the diagram in the book she'd gotten on. She was in a different mood, so something could possibly have happened.At the end of the evening everyone said their goodbyes. I shook hands with Steve as I did with everybody, he had a very firm handshake, and I did not say anything, there was nothing I could say. It was horrible when I saw Steve give Liz a kiss as we left, but she also gave everyone in our group one, so I could not really read anything into that.I really don't know what happened, the evening came to an end and Liz came back. She looked at me and said, Whores and Sluts—the world was made for them. Now shoot that creamy load in my hot fuckin hole! She began to bounce up and down on my rigid prickengulfing it in her hot pink sheath. Shit yeah! Fuck me you whoreyou lovely blonde bitch! I said as I felt her jackhammer my cock. Just like Scarlett fucks! Melanie grabbed her ass cheeks and held them wide open. Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!! I could feel my nuts boiling, the little snakes squirming around inside wanting to.