“Right! Let’s get you another drink, and introduce you to few people at the bar! By the way....... simply amazing ass Trace, I love your Tattoos,... simply stunning!!! ”thank you, this place is amazing, is it yours?” “no, I rent it, just for the event” as Trace was being introduced to people at the bar by “JJ”, she noticed a women wearing a tight latex nurses uniform, it was all white apart from a small red cross in the middle, the dress barely covered her pert tight ass! A large circle was cut. The cool air on her face was sobering. Her head was filled with all the images of the night'What had gone wrong? It had all started out so well.'She was almost at the big glass, old fashioned door of the train station when she was aware of the deafening sound of crashing waves hitting the craggy rocks of the nearby sea. the sky had cleared up somewhat and the stars were trying to peer out through the rising fog. She loved the ocean and wanted to see it one time before she left.She turned around. If Jen had shown even a hint of attraction towards her, Ruthie would have done anything her roommate wanted. She wanted Jen to hold her in her arms and take charge of her. She started having submissive fantasies. Seeing her roommate's attractive body during "unwinding time", or sitting at her desk, or lying on her bed, or standing at her wardrobe ... aroused feelings that she had not experienced since she had last seen her ninth-grade teacher Mrs. Sylvia Peters ... and that was nearly four. ‘Wow, it’s fancier in here than it is in our house!’ Dean led the teenager to his personal office. He was a senior partner in the firm, which meant he had one of the prestigious corner offices with large windows that afforded him a panoramic view of the city. Outside the windows, the lights of the slumbering city provided a twinkling vista as far as the eye could see. The girl let go of Dean’s arm and walked to the windows. ‘Oh, wow, Mr. Abbott!! This is far out!!’ she exclaimed. ‘You really.