I said to her I’m very open minded and would love to get to know her better. So we left the club and went out to my car, we drove a few blocks to he... condo. She let us in, turned to give me a very hot kiss with tongue and all I could feel her tits push against me and the rest of her was so smooth I reached down to grab her ass she moaned in my hear saying you know what I like. We gradually moved over to her couch, I openned her blouse, so I could suck on her tits they we soft, very beautiful. Is that the reason?" Well, yes. Er ... no. It's for me and my lover. We're both at the Brothel..." And you're both prostitutes are you? Is your lover male or female?"Ana had never been asked such a question so baldly before. It shocked her momentarily, but she reasoned that there was no reason for pretence here. "Female. She's a prostitute. I'm not. Well, not really. But I am, as well. And we wondered if ... we wondered..." You're both prostitutes. You have a gay relationship." Gay?" Yes. It's. Sounds like it ought to be fun," along with our other friends in the room.There were six of us there, three men and three women. Dave was about my height, 6'3", with short, dark brown hair and blue eyes. Chris was shorter than us, about 5'10", and had cropped, brown hair and blue eyes.Michelle was a short, black woman with a wonderful twinkle in her eyes that really set off the mischievous side of me with just a glance. Denise was taller, blonde, had an ample bosom, thanks to a surgeon back. Slowly she raised her seat back and moved the seat into position to drive still wearing nothing but her jewelry and her open and now sweat soaked blouse. She started the car and raised the windows while the man continued to film from outside. She drove away as he lowered his camera and turned to walk away. She had no idea where he had come from or who he might be but he now possessed a record of her public display which if shared could seriously damage her reputation and be a huge public.