“Got that dumbfuck?” My jacket was on the back of the chair, he went through the pockets, pulling out my wallet. He rifled it, taking out the note... inside, “expenses.” He grinned. Suddenly he whistled, “What’s this?” he said, pulling out a photo. I tried to grab it but he pulled it away. The photo was of lynn, her right breast exposed, it was a very sexy photo and I loved carrying it around with me.“Well well.” He said, “What a great pair of tits the bitch has. She likes posing does she?. I lean over and ask him to meet me in the mens room. As I excuse myself I am praying no one is in there. I walk in quietly and luckily is clear of anyone. Within seconds he is there, we move into a stall and lock the door. I kiss his lips hard as I have been wanting to do since the minute I first layed my eyes on him. Our tongues playing and touching as we have a hunger beyond reality. I feel his hand moving up my thigh as he grabs my ass and squeezes hard. It delights me. I run my hand down. ” I said smiling. Besides, Joy knows I can pound than pussy better than anyone else.Joy dressed in a short 6 inch skirt, pink, garter belt and durable slutty stockings, also pink, no panties. Her shoes were clear acrylic stripper shoes with 5 inch heels. 10 inch thick tube top, that when wrapped around her bimbo boobs was more like 6 inches. I purchased a special pink wig from the distributor that specialized in stripper outfits; I buy a lot of Joy’s clothes from their. Long dangling earrings,. "At least the shoes don't really give me any discomfort." Paul thoughtas he lay on the bed with one hand playing with his breasts and theother passing through the crotch of the hose he appeared to be wearingand caused him to rock his hips. The heels had vanished from his feet."My legs do look beautiful," He thought as he looked at his feet.The suit could make him look like he was bare leg or had hose on. Whileit had the appearance of hose the fused toe appearance of the meshseemed appropriate.