Summer knew that even if she only kept a bra and panty or thong on just long enough to take them off in front of Philip, it still achieved her desired... objective -- to turn Philip on and make him horny and super hot to fuck her. It seemed to work every time and Summer had begun to love buying lingerie with that express purpose in mind.As soon as Summer was naked, she walked around Philip's desk and saw his large thick hardon jutting hotly out of his groin. She bent over, wrapping her hand around. Call me what you want. Ugly. Plain. Drab. Unremarkable. Brutish. I’d heard it all. I was not attractive. I was maybe 5’2”, with frizzy, slightly curly, dull brown hair down to my almost non-existent a-cup breasts. I was on the heavy side; not morbidly obese. but not fit either. Back in high school, I never even considered dating. It was out of the question. I had crushes on boys, sure. Boys that would not be considered desirable for most girls, but I knew my limits. But even those boys didn’t. There was hunger in her grasp.It was a strange and wonderful feeling, the feeling of holding another woman, and yet, so intoxicatingly different to how it had been for Violette before. Breast to breast, hips to hips, they clasped each other tightly.Sylvia began to talk softly. "It is so difficult for me. There is no-one to turn to. No-one to help me. The Germans are everywhere. I am so alone, and it is so frightening." Shhh," said Violette. "you don't have to be alone any more. I am here now.". As I tore my eyes from the extravagant display Tabitha continued, "Usually Tom shows up on Saturday afternoons to give me my weekly check and to get what he wants. Then he goes into the office and swaps out the video tapes for the day." Standing very close to me, she pointed toward the back of the store. "You see, there are staged cameras in the dressing rooms to dissuade theft, but today, instead of him getting another tape of him with me, I'd like to leave him a different show." She said that.