I remember my bare feet touching the tile, then the carpet as I moved into my room, but it felt like walking through clouds. They followed me into my...room, James the last to enter. I looked at him and he shut the door. For some reason I remember the decorations on the walls, all beach and nautical like seashells and a compass that looked like it belong on an old boat. I don’t remember thinking anything for a few moments. Time stood still and they looked at me like hunters about to attack their. The club manager is very strict about each of the three stages being filled at all time, and the girls are conditioned to know that the stage isn’t bad: it’s marketing. The men get to see you, want you, and decide to buy you.A waitress comes to your table. She already knows what you want, and asks if you’d like your usual. You nod, sitting back in the plush chintz chair, feeling the caster wheels roll slightly. You settle in the chair feeling some of the stress of the work day fade, but you. Precum flooded my panty crotch, soaking thru so much, precum was dripping down my nylon covered legs!As my eyes and my mind adjusted to such an exciting sight, I noticed that they were not alone on the bed, my next door neighbor was laying there, her legs spread, also being fucked by a strange man!Tis then that I heard whimpers coming from a corner of the room. I looked over to see my next door neighbor, whom I have known for years, wearing panties and bra much like mine, rubbing his panty. Then his hand began to journey to her breasts. His palm gently cupped one breast and moved in a circle all over it. Finally his palm rested at its tip and he squeezed the tit pressing up as he squeezed. He did the same with the other breast. She kept on breathing fast and she gulped a number of times between her moans, as if her mouth was watering. Tapan now started unhooking Priyanka’s blouse. She glanced outside timidly, then she looked at his hands which were patiently undoing one hook after.