The black pants they wore were tighter, and cut off at mid-thigh. Flip flops, instead of shoes. Basically, there was no mistaking them, except maybe... for the rent boys that plied the strip in later hours. Worse, every time they were late, as well as docking half their pay, Mitch would make an alteration, a little something just to 'tear strips' off the guy, humiliate him so he'd remember not to be late again. Small incentives for the guys to move their arses quickly to and from work. Problem. "Cum in my mouth. Shoot for your baby."I licked my lips and then opened them. My monitor showed my open mouth on cam, alongside Dave's rigid member.I watched his last few strokes and then watched him come off. Close up. Watched as though his dick was mere inches from my face. Saw his cum shooting, saw it hitting his chest."Oh... you came so nice!" You made me cum!" Now me!"I stood back up and moved away so that Dave could see all of me as I jerked my meat. Me in my skirt and knee socks and bra.. There was something about this man that stirred a nervousness within me.“Hello?” I stood straight as he walked past me to the table in the corner.“Would you like a drink before we start?”Before we start?“You’re gonna be—““Yes,” he said as he sipped scotch. “Is that a problem?”“I—““You do prefer older men, don’t you?”“I do,” I said. “Yeah, sorry, I just wasn’t expecting that it’d be you here.”“Are you sure you wouldn’t like a drink?”“I don’t like scotch.”“Why not?”“Because it tastes like. " Of course you're not.. now.." she says as if she's had some sort oftriumph. "And just so you don't forget, Laurette, please come help me..."The flouncy sissy prances up and takes and twists my other arm and betweenthem they drag me from the wall and into a cubicle... as I start to graspwhat they are planning, I struggle and they tighten their grip. "No..please no.. I've not done anything!" I plead, as I'm forced to my kneesbefore the toilet bowl... "Please no..." Thut it ho..." Laurette says.