We then had to read and sign the disclosure agreement. It forbade us from repeating anything or naming anyone that we might see during the evening. It...also had a disclaimer that we were all an adult age and willingly working at the ball.Our outfits looked terrific, and the golden cloaks were of fine silk. They weighed nothing literally and moved with a swish as we walked.I must make a full disclosure here; my heart was racing as eight o'clock approached. I was scared but excited. Eager for the. True to form, Sally also took that to another level. She ended up having several orgasms in the tub while she floated between my legs and I worked on her head... not once touching her pussy. I'll never forget that night or that morning. I'll never forget Sally. We both played with lots of different people over the coming months but at the end of many nights we often finished it playing together once again... Great memories. Well, until she finally had to move away. I've since tried finding her. We are too much close and we share every thing. But we dint have any boy friend nor interested. In college only we . No body will come to near us that we are such close fried that we never expect any one in our friendship.We always chatting about boys normally. After college we never met. But we keep in touch through mobiles. Normally we are talking daily. One lali called me and informed she is going to working there she get a new friend. Her name is suma. She is having one boyfriend. She. ” he groaned under his breath.After he left I tried to eat, but could do nothing but hang my head in shame and cry. I was no better than a common prostitute now. No... I was worse than a prostitute. They at least get a silver or two for selling themselves to normal men. I was going to humiliate myself with this grotesque creature for four coppers worth of paper and ink.*****Later that night, around the same time as last night, the servant arrived in my room as expected. He set the bottle of ink.