’ While they were clapping I left. When I got back to my apartment I called Ilene. Another woman answered the telephone. In a very modulated voice I...asked for Ilene. ‘Ilene, this is Master, do you understand?’ ‘Yes, Master.’ I just hope nobody was eavesdropping. ‘Do you have a date tomorrow?’ ‘No.’ ‘At seven in the evening I want you to go to the Veteran’s Park and sit on the bench under the statute. Do you understand?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Good. Good bye’ I decided that I would call Judy in the morning.. She began rubbing my cock over my jeans. She opened her legs a little wider as if to signal to move my hand closer toward her pussy.I began rubbing her pussy over her panties. Lily began to squirm as I lifted her panties and began to rub her opening. I fingered her up and down and began to gently penetrate her.Lily reached down and pulled her panties down. I continued stimulating her with one finger and then two. I could feel her pussy starting to become more and more moist with every. I believe you saw -‘ Phyllis did not shake my hand, she nearly pumped it to oblivion. ‘The Agnes Marlston?! The war writer? My word, Elizabeth told me she lived in Westfordshire City before the war, and one hears so much of the various characters from those days, and I always wondered whom she might have rubbed shoulders with in those days. But you! I adored your column back in the war! You had a way of always finding hope and being honest about the brutality all at once!’ ‘Thank you,’ I said,. “Oh thank you, but its topless,” Linda said.“In that case n…….” I began.“Do I keep my tips?” Sara asked cutting me off.“Of course,” Linda said.“Then topless its will be.”I did my make up, heavy on the eye liner, false eye lashes. Linda sat beside me, and like me she’d been waxed to an inch of her life. We were in the changing room to the rear of the stage. I was starting to regret this, but it was too late to chicken out. Sara applied her lippy, and was ready. She wore black fishnet tights,.