She: Are you free this evening?Me: Yes.She: Would you mind coming to my home?Me: Is your husband there with you?(I’ve asked her this so as to make s...re her husband is present)She: Yes, he will be home in the evening.He: Okay, see you around 7.I called her upon reaching her locality. She guided me to her home and i reached there as per her directions. Her husband was present and so was her son who was so busy in watching cartoons. I greeted her husband and started talking formally. In the. “It’s fine,” May whispered back. “I just feel sorry for her, honestly.”Those words rang around Bradley’s head all day. As soon as he arrived, female students flocked to give him a hug. One of them grabbed his hand and pulled him into the girl’s bathroom - less than a minute later, she was on her knees, totally nude, smiling up at him as she pulled his hardening member out of his pants.As she enthusiastically fellated him, a small crowd of students (and, Brad noticed nervously, one teacher). Billowing sleeves piled against scarlet arm garters kept her wrists clear for typing.“Yes,” Graydon answered. Arm garters?“Mr. Goode is expecting you,” she smiled. She pressed one of several small function tabs on an intercom device at her right hand. “The Winthrop party is here, Abner,” she announced.“Excellent! Send them through, please.” a disembodied, deep voice spoke from the machine.“Straight ahead through the double doors,” she gestured, then turned back to her secretarial extension. She. The rear wall was covered by fantastic artworks ranging from well known work by Gustav Klimt, Franz Stuck and Egon Schiele to the erotic biomechanics of HR Giger.It was now 10:30 and quite a sizable crowd had gathered. And what a crowd it was;dressed in shining black, in iridescent feathers, in metal and in lace and in luxurious velvets and satins of every hue. Each face was painted, but far from being in disguise, these people were expressing their true personas, making manifest their inner.