In slow motion, everything flew through my mind at once. A part of me still trying to pretend nothing was wrong, a guilt reflex. My moment of escape p...ssed and the reality that I was about to cum right in front of a girl I’d just met became a certainty. Short of reaching down my bikini bottoms and pulling the eggie out of my pussy, the only way I could turn it off was my phone lying on my bed in the room.It felt like forever, but couldn’t have been more than thirty seconds before the inevitable. It was about 11 pm but I wasn’t ready for sleep in any way. On the way up in the elevator Shahram put his arm around my shoulders and asked me how I got to be so “big and strong.” I reached around and grabbed him and complimented his rugged and strong build. He pulled me tight against him and I could feel his hard body against mine. The elevator doors opened and we made our way to my room laughing and joking about who was stronger. Once we got to my room, his suit coat came off along with. It could feel the crack closing slowly, but was completely unconcerned. There was plenty of time for it to complete its work and enjoy the immediate results. Still, it didn't hurt to hurry things along a little bit. Never could be too careful when it came to great art.Tracy's clothing again underwent a big shift that left an increasing amount of skin showing. Tracy was suddenly sporting a low-cut midriff length belly shirt that exposed both the grand valley of her brown cleavage and cute. " Armand nodded at a chair, which Sharon took, gingerly. Watching her, you'd think she was in a snake pit. This was odd; usually, Sharon attempted aplomb on entry, trying to set a tone of equality and maintain her self-respect and some control of the situation. Today... Armand watched her for over a minute, then fired the first salvo: "Well? You look like you're waiting for something." I'm... waiting for the change." You think it's a Jekyll and Hyde thing, then? Your reaction to me?" Armand.