“Who are you?” she asked.“I’m Jack,” I replied.“Where do you work?” she pressed.“In sales,” I replied.“I know everyone in sales, b...t I don’t know you,” she quickly shot back.“You know me,” I replied. “I own a pirate ship, and I’, looking for a fair lady to be my mate.”Roxanne chuckled.“OK,’ she said, “You’ve got me. Who are you?”“I’m Captain Jack,” I replied, sticking to my character.“Well, I am Nurse Roxie,” she replied. “I’m here and can either cure you or kill you. Which do you want from. And honestly it was a little exciting to imagine us two older women with half a dozen hot young guys…. Betty had agreed to host the party, so I went there and we got things ready. I had brought some condoms and a tube of KY….just in case. Maybe the boys would just want the boobs and pizza…. I was in the kitchen when there was a knock at the door….Betty and I had put on light tops with no bra, shorts and the cute little maids’ aprons. Hardly functional, but we liked them…we had laughed at. He found my clit and assaulted it ferociously. My hands shoot down to grip his hips— for both my balance and my sanity. He tilts his head and laps eagerly at my nipples, biting down just enough to make me squirm for more. He encircles the nub until I tighten my hold on his hip, seliciting a high-pitched expletive from me. Holding my clit between his fingers, he begins moving the latter in a circular pattern, syrupy-slow and excruciatingly pleasant. I nearly come on the spot, my knees begin. . and in my ass." The last words rushed from her lips. Her face was dark from blushing, but she looked almost relieved. Having things done to you seemed a lot easier than actually saying it and admitting you were part of them.Angique nodded, pursing her lips into a kiss before smiling a dazzling smile. Then she reached for the telephone in front of her and spoke a few words. She put the receiver down again and smiled once more at the girl."They're on their way up."As they waited in uneasy.