Go put something else on.”“OK, I’ll be right back.”Jim wondered if Susan was drunk. She never behaved this way. Well, maybe he’d broken down... more mental walls than he thought. Time would tell. He dashed up the stairs, retrieved his “other” suit and put it on. It was like a thong built for a man. It emphasized his cock in ways no other swimwear could. It was more naked than actually being naked. Jim’s suit was bright blue and went well with his tan. His big dick fit perfectly into the front. She sat at her dressing table looking at herself to see if there were any visible changes.Dinner with the Graves had been a great success, when she was introduced as Lady Hermione Russington, Bessie Graves had started to curtsey, but she had pulled her hand to stop her and said, ‘really Victoria, it’s just Hermione, Mrs Graves’. The latter had smiled gratefully, and said she was Bessie, and then further introductions were made, and the whole evening was enjoyed by all.She remembered that when. ”“That’s not what it sounded like from over here.”Whoops! Perhaps I hadn’t been as quiet as I’d thought.I giggled. “Oh god, I was trying to be quiet.”“I could hear this squish, squish, squish noise. I couldn’t work out what it was at first, then suddenly I realised. And that was really what got me hard; listening to you, like, doing it.”Oh my God. I don’t think that’s a good thing somehow. But I still couldn’t help asking him the question: “So are you hard now?”“Yeah, like a rock. And getting. They would be out of the country before Sarah got half way through her evening.All eyes were riveted on the stage. Promptly, Sarah emerged from the center of the stage, where a cleverly hidden hatch allowed access. With her was Juggy and a second tall and strong, black slave girl dressed in the Sheik's colors.Sarah let her white sundress slip to the ground to show her nude body to the crowd. There was a round of applause as she slowly pivoted, her arms raised to the sky.Clad only in her leather.