We talked and they asked me to dance and I danced with all of them, very seductively. I made sure they saw that I had no underwear on and no bra and t...hey were all enjoying the show I was putting on. They again ordered me another drink and now I was feeling very good and a little tipsy, as well as horny. They knew that now I was getting a bit drunk so they moved us to another table and we were now sitting in a booth near the back of the night club where it was dimly lit and I was in the middle. We all laughed. He gave us directions on how to get to his house, and went on his way. We made our way back to our hotel, my dress flashing all I had with every step, and me getting propositioned for sex a fair bit on the way. I did succumb to once to a good looking guy and let him fuck me in a shop doorway as my companions watched and encouraged him. Ha-Ha. Most people passing just had a brief look, while some stopped to watch this near naked tart getting a good shafting. The next day was. I worry for a week that she met some guy, but she's back to the grind. I get my daily fix and work on the plan...It's Tuesday, after the early show. It's time to do a recon. I get into my messenger shit and circle around to the entrance of her building – it's on the next street – and hit the lobby, looking officially busy. The security guy tags me and wants me to sign in. My chicken scratch doesn't say DeWayne – Hell, even I don't know what it says! Security Guy doesn't give a fuck, though, so. " Yeah I know mum," I grinned, "But I didn't realize that it was called fooling around." Sorry," she laughed. "Get some sleep," and her head disappeared again.That had been two weeks ago, and I'd visited the site every day since then. Mum was without a doubt the sexiest woman I'd ever come across on the internet. It was evident from the dozens of movies and literally thousands of photographs that she was game for almost anything and equally obvious was the fact that she was making an awful lot.