” She picked up her purse and dumped me in the passenger side seat. And before I could utter a single word, she left me, topless and aroused, sittin... in the car. Oddly, I enjoyed every single thing Jessica had done to me and with me. I felt like a used slut, and I craved more. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Fifteen minutes passed while I waited in Jess’s car. Fifteen minutes of complete torture. My pussy was screaming for. He nodded.I undid her uniform and pulled it to the floor. Shestood there in matching bra and knickers with tightsover the top. “Now for the underwear, you need to be naked nurse.”I pulled off her tights and knickers, and she steppedout of them.“Not my bra as well,” she pleaded, but it was ignored. Iunclipped her bra and he 34B breasts were exposed. Henipples grew in the chill of the room. I stepped away.“Hands on your head!” He barked. And she complied.His. " Well, I am."The waitress interrupted and brought us menus and glasses. "I'll beright back with your wine." Matt, what do you see in me?" I asked."You're beautiful, sexy, intelligent, and different from anyone thatI've ever met. All of the girls I know are so immature." Well, I am different, and have experienced more than you have." I LOVE that you're different! You are amazing!"The waitress came back with the bottle of wine. I laughed as sheunscrewed the bottle."Why are you laughing?" he. He again reached up and touched his breasts to confirmhe was once again Christi Martin. He was.He exited the bathroom into a room that was a cloud of smoke. Men insuits and hats, women, many dressed as he was, others slightly moreconservatively. He walked towards the dance floor and a man grabbed him."Come on, babe," he grinned, "let's cut a rug."Martin felt himself dragged out to the dance floor. He began dancingwith Jake, amazed again he just knew the man's name. He also knew thedance steps,.