"Jesus! What uh chick!" Beth and I went up to the door, and just to prove how crass I could be, I shouted, "Hey! Brandy! Let's roll!" Beth hit me. "Wh...t?" I laughed.Then the door opened and Beth gasped. 'Brandy' was standing in the doorway. He was wearing another one of his silk numbers — also pink — and looked like a blonde china doll."Sorry I took so long." He said."Oh my God," Beth breathed, "Brandon?" Brandy." He corrected."Ok," I shook my head, "you cannot do that tonight." Please, Alex.". Well at least I got a little bit of learning time in before Pepper's ever distracting mismatched eyes filled my head again.When my day was done I wandered out to the car park. The Trans Am was gone.'Well that's just dandy, ' I muttered. For someone who was supposed to have a near eidetic memory, she couldn't even remember that she dropped me off?Of course no day would be complete without fate coming knocking slap me in the left testicle, because what car should drive past but a nice black,. Her knees cross as she fidgets. Joi glances at the gap between the girl’s inner thighs. Joi looks over the top edge of her glasses. “The game is service. And that means?” Ashley hesitates. “On my knees?” “ Is that an answer or a question?” Ashley stands up straighter. “On my knees.” “ That’s better,” Joi encourages. “Always on a lower level. Now if the game calls for romance or seduction, equal footing would be fine. The game of service has very specific rules. And never, ever, ever pink. All the sudden it seemed she was closing her legs. I looked up to the mirrored wall to see her face, it didn't look like she was pushing me away at all, then it dawned on me. I reached up and grabbed a hold her panties. She held her legs together making it easier to slide them down. She hooked them on one foot and began lifting them up and away, I took that as a cue and put my hand under her knee and lifted that leg opening her pussy wide open to me. The gasp that she gave told me that this was.