He was all her friends could talk about since she had entered the dark caverns of her favorite goth club. "Did you see how long his hair is?!" ... "He... kind of looks like Armand, from the side" ... "Oh god I loooooove his coat" ... they whispered excitedly, blushingly looking at him without trying to be obvious. Claudia was beyond such childishness. She took a long drink of a look at him ... well, he certainly was "dark" enough for this place. His long raven-black hair hung well down his back,. "What... ?" she began."Sally Reagan, meet Cindy Jamison," cackled the government employee, pushing the dark-haired girl forward.Cindy managed to struggle up off the couch, to stand just a few feet from the new arrival; the eyes of the two women locked on one another. And in that moment, complete--if momentary--lucidity returned to the mind of young Cindy Jamison.She knew, just as Sally Reagan knew, that they were both the same, trapped in the terrible web of Steve Samuels's depravity. Cindy's. To which she asked, are you asking me for that, and immediately replied, no no , I didn’t ask you , but who else is there for me as close as you Padmini, to which she might have got aroused and she replied, I can try that was the most awesome moment, next day in office, she kept on giving shy smiles, wild smile, she wore a low next top and kept on tempting me. I used to rub my cock on her ass, on her hand whenever possible, and asked her directly when having tea, give me a blowjob and she was. Also part of the team was the accountant, an ultra respectable Spanish married woman, always crisply, neatly dressed in roomy, feminine clothes and smelling great. Getting close to her would have been very nice, but in my opinion, if a woman like that doesn't give you a lot of encouragement, it is unwise to try anything.And that brings us to the other member of the group, an unsophisticated girl in her late 20s with an unsubtle stocky body and a blunt, rounded face, which boasted full,.