"Next item. Last year, we had six of you who competed in junior events at shows. This year, I want more of you in the ring. If you're good enough to r...ide in the demo, you're good enough to compete." What if someone doesn't want to?" someone asked."Hi, 'Someone'," Mary grinned and waved. "Glad to see you back. Don't worry, any of you. I'm not going to force anyone into the ring. I want you in the ring because I discovered, when I started to do shows, that until you're competing you can slope. This was her chance. She shut the door softly and grabbed a drink from the waiter’s tray. Sophie scanned the crowd. She didn’t recognize most of the male flesh. All of the male guests were decked out in blue suits and power red ties. There hair cuts were clean and conservative Sophie saw Concertina’s beau by the piano. She gave him a wave and then she flashed him a smile. Sophie was quick about it. She didn’t want Concertina to suspect something. He grabbed the wine glass from the piano and. I shudder, thinking of him running something else long and firm down my cleavage. I look into his eyes, and I can see the exact same thought, and suddenly, the reins snap. He rips my jeans off, pushes me backwards onto the bed, with my legs still dangling over the side. He crouches in front of me, and opens me like a flower. I’m panting… I want to stay quiet for awhile, because I just know he’ll be wringing sounds out of me that I’ve never made, but I can’t hold back the moans. He begins to. Let's get to work on him."One of the girls told me to turn around and get the area good and wet.I did. Cora then took the bottle of hair remover, and began to verycarefully apply the liquid to my genitals. She even put it on my prick.I could feel the tip of the bottle tickle my scrotum as she did herwork."Just stand here and let the remover do its work. In ten minutes, allthe hair should wash down the drain."She turned off the shower so it wouldn't wash the remover off before itdid its job. I.