"You are so going to enjoy this, just you wait."Scott - "With that major decision made, what do you all want to do now?"I spoke up, "I would love to s...e the studio and meet some of the other folks I hear you talking about."Scott - "Sure thing. Right this way."I have to tell you, we were a motley bunch. I in my suit, the ladies in their dresses, Scott in jeans and a t-shirt with sandals (flip flops) on his feet and Dana in shorts and a polo shirt. If you didn't know any better, you would think. Before I can even say a word a bunch of more Hot Chicks show up and bring her in the apartment. I follow behind and introduce myself to her friends and start mingling. I look over and see her and her group of talking and giggling. I grab a beer and head to the balcony. I was so bored because I didn’t know all these people and starting to get annoyed cause Hot Chick disappeared. I wanted to go so I go looking for Hot Chick and I couldn’t find her. I knock on a bedroom and walk in and see her and. The redness from earlier had completely disappeared. Our bodies were inches apart, and I longed to wrap my arms around her, to hold her, and to comfort her. I was extremely aroused, but I didn’t notice any arousal in her. I was getting so lost in my daydreaming, that I barely heard the words that were being spoken. "For our final amusement, we present the worst two slaves of the evening. We have a careless female slave, and a proud male slave who thinks too much about his own pleasure, and not. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to hear the words ... slut... sissy... whore... cumslut ... etc... from my mouth. When I pressed her she said she would sometimes fantasize about me calling her names when she pleasured herself while having a dildo in her tight hole. I was of course going to call her all of those things, but she wasn’t quite ready to hear it ... yet. Brenda and I were finally able to schedule a time to meet and have her model for me. Brenda arrived and was very nervous. I greeted.