The afternoon continued until around 7pm when people started to leave. After our little chat, I had noticed Jaq giving Mark plenty of opportunities to... look down her top and up her short skirt. Eventually only Jaq, myself, Max and Mark were left. It was getting a little chilly so we moved indoors. Max had had far too much to drink; he made his excuses and went to bed.Jaq, Mark and myself carried on chatting, Jaq making sure Mark could see up her short skirt. Jaq moved position and sat next to. But now, I had been caught red handed. The security guard was lurking behind a pillar. He saw me sliding the handful of black lady’s underwear into my bag. I was virtually frogmarched into the general manager’s office, past rows of sniggering secretaries, with a “here’s-another-one” expression on their faces. She was a very feminine general manager. Immaculately groomed, impeccably dressed, and wafting perfume with a stern face. She must have been about 50, a woman of my fantasies. Mature,. Angela’s now curled ringlets of hair were gathered with a large rhinestone hair clip into a mass of curls tumbling down her back. Angela was wearing a pair of cute mule slip-ons with black satin bands across her toes and a tiny diamond rhinestone heart design. Lisa for her part was wearing an olive green sleeveless halter mini dress with a jeweled collar style neck. The mini dress was slit open in the front and had a see-through sheer panel in the back. The deep plunging slit in the front. The girl's eyes went wide,then she placed her hand over her mouth as she started to giggle. Wheni reached them, the older woman ignored me, looking past me andaddressing the Turk. The younger girl, still giggling said to me, "Bye,sissy. I hope you get all the men you can handle while you're here." Thank you, ma'am," i said, my cheeks burning. "This sissy whore hopesso as well."This caused the girl to burst out in hysterical laughter, while theolder woman shook her head disapprovingly. As i.