Going back into the bathroom I blew out my hair, lathered my skin in lotion and put on the barest makeup. A pair of black slacks, white button down sh...rt and stiletto heels completed my outfit. Grabbing my purse and a manila folder I drove down to Lucy’s a local dinner to meet my potential client. It was twelve o’clock on the dot and there he sat, nervously tearing at the paper napkin. Quirking an eyebrow I made my way to him. With out saying anything I simply sat down and looked at. I cannot forsake those fingers, that mouth. The sweat pours over my face, the steam swirls all around me, I feel, have felt nothing of her but her hands and her mouth. I can feel the moisture pouring from me now, and she drinks it, her saliva, her sweat, my sweat all mingling in my cunt. Her lips are so full, and her tongue so warm, slowly licking me, all the way from my ass up to my clitoris, but stopping on it, lingering on my clit, then her tongue moving in small circles all around it,. I decided that I’d give them what they wanted. I got out of the car with a tent formed in the front of my pants and a wet spot too.All six girls were staring at my crotch with their mouths open.I looked them over too. Annie was the youngest of the bunch at twelve but just days within her thirteenth birthday. Her friends were all thirteen all ready.Her friends were Bethany, Candy, Darlene, Elizabeth, and Francine. They were all in the same grade, about the same height, and about the same build.. ”“Why didn’t he tell me that?” she asked.“Because it would have gone right to your head, you egomaniac!” I chuckled.“Says the man whose ego is self-admittedly bigger than mine!”“Yes, and I acknowledge it. And I fight with it every single day. I get regular kicks in the butt from the people closest to me to keep it under some semblance of control. It’s one of my lifelong struggles. That, along with not being a fucking drama queen.”“I still don’t see that,” she said.“You just haven’t looked hard.