As the shaven pussy stood up of me I saw that it was Jill, then I noticed two of the girls indulging in a 69. I didn’t want to but I felt this would...be a good time to leave. I left the room to cheers from the women who were now watching the two in their 69. Jill followed me into the kitchen, “I bet that was better than we would have got from the agency guy.” She said handing me a mans coat. “You can pick your clothes up tomorrow.” She continued handing me a cheque that covered the food, show. I would watch her on that treadmill and see those big breasts bobbing up and down and think about what it would be like to have my cock wedged between them. A couple of times Julie would catch me ogling her breasts and just smile like she knew what I was thinking. I would start to blush and turn my head but only for a few minutes before I had to have another look.After about an hour she stopped the treadmill toweled off then headed off to the changing room. I finished my set then also went to. Then I walkedout for my sisters inspection. That was humiliating. She pulled my silkynylons down and inspected my legs. Running her hands down my calves andthighs. She nodded in approval and pulled my skirt up. She said that Ineeded to shave there too. She said I had to have a runaway strip shavetonight. But we had to go. I followed her to the car. And we went to thestudio to practice. That was another humiliating experience.The other girls there were pretty nice to me. Except for Cherie, but. Twice. Hard."What do you think faggot? Get those clothes off. Now."My head still ringing from the slaps. She was very strong and it hurt. I couldn't help it. I started crying. I removed my clothes and satback on the couch."Good girl."She pulled me close to her and kissed me a few times on the side of myface. I knew she was a bit drunk but she seemed incredibly strong. Myface hurt. I was getting a little scared. I had to wonder what Dianewould think when she walked in with me nude.