The afternoon began with lunch at a nice restaurant with the VP’s and Directors with Mr. Cornell. After lunch and after getting undressed for the s...cond time in the day, I re-entered the office and found many eyes on me as everyone understood what this afternoon and tomorrow would entail for me as if it was some form of right-of-passage. I knew, though, nothing like this had happened before.I glanced around the outside walls of office and found Mr. Peterson signalling me. I knew what that. They aren’t call girls any longer and if they’re telling the truth, there have been no men in their lives for months now.”“Good point. I’ll watch my mouth. Oh, yeah. Caldwell told me that there was very little food in the house that the girls were renting, and what little there was consisted of things like Ramen noodles, peanut butter and beans. We’ve all noticed how thin they are. All that suggests that they really have stopped selling themselves.”When Jeff got up to stand staring out the wall. Thong cupped her hands to her mouth and emitted a loud howling noise, seconds later there was an instant reply. Tight Skirt followed suit and she too got a reply, the girls smiled at each other and slowly moved forward continuing to call, the returning calls were ever closer and eventually came from all sides. The young Amazons stopped and loosened their capes off, the forest breeze billowed then slightly open giving Edward a tantalising sideways glimpse of Thong’s beautiful slim body, her. I didn’t move. Then he was gone, out of the room. I wearily got undressed and brushed my teeth. In a few minutes, I crawled under the blanket and closed my eyes. I was just about asleep when I felt Dylan get in on the other side of the bed. He immediately slid over and snuggled up against me. I felt his hand reach over and caress my breast. Oh shit. ‘Honey,’ he whispered. ‘I missed you.’ ‘Dylan, please! I’m so tired!’ ‘I know, but I’ve been dreaming about you all week! C’mon, baby!’ He.