It would be up to Candice to decide when or if he would need them.“What a fun party that was,” Candice said as they walked to Jesse’s car. “I ...can’t believe how many people were there. It must have been over three hundred.”“You were the star, Candice. There wasn’t a single guy who didn’t lust after you tonight. I’m surprised you didn’t win ‘best costume.’ You certainly had the male vote. The female vote might have been in doubt though. I don’t think they were thrilled with the competition. Just walking into the building got her wet and horny. Her body was a maze of scars and welts, all of would heal over time. But new ones took their place. The black girl couldn't be happier.When the day of the auction finally arrived, Thomas seemed to be everywhere at once. He was getting the panel van rented, and the caterer set up at the hall.He was working to make his slave look as good as humanly possible. He left most of it up to Mistress Constance, who he brought in for the final. "You're a prettylittle girl, Karen. And arrogant.It's time you learned a little lesson." Betty gently cupped a handaround Karen's crotch. She thenbrought her face up close to Karen's face. Karen could smell Betty'sperfume. She was beginningto feel very dizzy. Betty stuck out her tongue and touched it toKaren's lips. The hand betweenher legs began moving slowly back and forth. Karen felt new andwonbderful sensationsawakening. Betty kissed Karen. The kiss continued as Betty used herhand to pull. Maybe they were not frozen - there were a couple of plastic bags of dry ice in each cooler.“Is anyone hungry?” I asked. I went with four guys to bring the coolers to the front; I carried the empty trash bag and a big bag full of all kinds of chips in those little lunch size bags. This was the second of many more meals with my men and ladies but the first at 20,000 feet. I offered subs to the plane crew.I lunched with my men and ladies; Linda, Ellen and Alice had befriended the other ladies who.