Aboutforty minutes later she had dyed her hair blond, showered and dressedin the same clothes from the roof.Tom was on one of the two laptops working....He stopped and looked ather-"Thanks for the clothes, Jack Ass," she snarled at him.He looked her over in her jeans and tee shirt."You didn't like the teddy?" Or the fuckin' bikini. What is wrong with you?" she asked with aconfused look on her face."I am horny, and thirty five, I have not been laid in months-" You know what- we are not having this. "Thirty-three," Marily whispered, frightened of the number for some reason, alarmed that she was suddenly the center of attention."Thirty-three, thirty-three," Vivian sang, turning back into the crowd and passing among them the box so that they could draw. Marily turned to Anna for help and an explanation."Oh, you've never done this before. I forgot. Vivian or Peter should have explained it to you. You have an odd number, so that whoever, rather whichever, man gets the even number in the. I'll let you go down on me for your tip." I hit the Stop button immediately, my cock already dripping hard inside my pants. She smiled and leaned against the elevator wall, and lifted her short skirt up as she spread her ripe thighs. After I got on my knees, looking up at her raising her short skirt, her bikini panty covered pussy, she added, "of course I hope you don't mind that Tyrell's been there first." I didn't know what to say to that, but couldn't move when she slipped her panties down,. We moved away from the neighborhood now much later. We were getting knocks at our door from complete strangers at all hours. My exploits had become known thru out the neighborhood and it seemed everyone wanted in on the action. My images were also on the web and sadly one of those adult dating sites published our home address. Not long after moving, I lost my job because an unknown coworker printed out copies of my web images including the adult dating site advertisement and had passed them.