Same as all the Girls in your position. Well not exactly the same, you’re the first girl that’s ever laid here beneath me by choice!’She laughed... out loud.‘Anyway, you will stare at the socks I’m wearing right now. Every single fibre. Think about where you are now beneath me and how low I will take you. Think about the ways you will make out with them, the same way you might have kissed and caressed your husband back when you first met. Think about how you will embrace my feet as your new. It took them just seconds to sweep up all their clothes, throw me a very damp and aromatic little g-string and scramble into a double wardrobe, by the time two huge coppers stamped into my room, it was in total darkness and I was snoring loudly.At first they'd been all mouth and trousers, very sure of them selves, they'd looked under the bed, in the wardrobes, the en suite bathroom, even in the massive trunk where I kept my stage clothes, but they found not a thing and eventually apologised,. We danced till the place began to close but we didn’t want the evening to end. Gathering our things we made the short walk back to my studio. Walk? We dashed!Holding her in my arms, kissing her soft lips, I moved onto her neck and she moaned. She wanted the same thing I wanted.I unzipped her dress, letting it slide into a bundle around her feet. For the first time, I felt her naked body and I removed her bra before laying her on my office couch. Our tongues intertwined as we kissed and Myra. Bobby never could hold his liquor and he was a mean drunk. Not fighting mean, just mean-spirited and vicious with his words. He always said things drunk that he'd have to apologize for the next morning. And sometimes he'd mouth off to the wrong person and get his ass kicked–I don't know how many bar fights I'd had to back him up in or rescue him from. He'd also spent more than one night in the county drunk tank or jail.Unfortunately, this time the one he had hurt wasn't some drunk at the bar..