In the shower all i could think about was what master had in store for my tonight. I didn't care, all i wanted to do was, please him. I dressed like a... total slut, just the way master liked. i am 5'7 with 46 FF tits and a fat ass. The clothes i chose really made my look my sluttiest. i decided on a very sheer blouse with a shelf pushup bra and a very tight vinyl spanking skirt. No stockings or panties, just a pair of spiked red heels. Of course also just a little too much make up. i looked at. I danced with four different guys and had a second and third drink. The DJ decided to play a slow song and a guy asked me to dance. As we did he kept pressing against me to where I could feel a bulge in his pants, at first I would pull away then I decide to press back.After that dance, Susan said we should go to another club. We ended up at a gentleman's club, I had never been to one before.I had another drink though I should not have and soon we had three guys sitting at our table. Billy sat. An intrusive thought wormed its way into his head. He imagined that tongue in his mouth, first while it had been in the girls mouth, and then quickly after as it was now. He imagined picking it up, with nobody else there, and wrapping his own tongue around it, staring down at the thing still flopping and pouring fluid out every orifice before-The police arrived, shoving him and several others out of the way and barking orders nobody was listening to, everyone who was still at the site of impact. "It's a case, Donald, why else?" I said, feeling uncomfortable, and putting the stress onto my good friend."If your target is a car thief, I'd love to know about it." Shit," I thought. "Could you tell me the type of car that this license is supposedly attached to?" I asked."Some old Dodge Dart. The victim probably should be thankful it's gone, except he probably couldn't afford theft protection, or a new car for that matter. He just got new plates though a couple months ago." I'd look in a.