Brie decides that there is nothing she can do and walks towards the table. She is wearing a beautiful white dress and high heel shoes. Although she is... wearing no bra underneath, the dress is quite decent and does not show any unnecessary skin. She doesn't want to be one of those actresses who expose their legs or cleavage in public events. "I am an excellent actress, a true artist. And I am not going to show my body for perverts to wank looking at it. Specially male perverts... Gosh, I hate men. My. God. Was it too much to hope that all my fantasies were to be fulfilled on this special – soon to be Holy – day of mine… my birthday? Yesssssssssssssssss! “Carol is your slave today, and so am I.” We will do anything you ask, anything you command.” My mind started racing faster than you can imagine. My ultimate fantasy coming true before my eyes (‘course “ultimate fantasies” tend to change as time goes by.) Tying to stay calm, I kept my face impassive while a billion unbidden thoughts. When they stepped inside the boy asked Tori for her name to break the ice. ‘Oh, I’m Tori… and your name is…?’ ‘Bruce. Uh, if you don’t mind me asking… how old are you?’ ‘I’m 18,’ Tori answered. ‘You sure?’ Bruce said. ‘Yeah, need some ID?’ Tori attempted to joke. ‘No, I’ll take your word… anyway, I’m 25,’ ‘Yeah?’ Tori fidgeted awkwardly. ‘Are you a virgin?’ Bruce asked suddenly. ‘I… I mean… yeah,’ Tori said feeling even more nervous. ‘Thought so,’ Bruce said in a teasing way. ‘So…’ Tori said.. The grip on her wrists remained, but it was more of a hug than a prison, now. As their kiss deepened, his hand, which had been outside her labia, moved inside and began moving fast enough to start a fire. The fire blazed and exploded, lifting her body from the table and using up all the oxygen in the air; Sue had trouble breathing. Their lips were still touching, but she was having a climax which controlled her entire body, lifting her against him from wrists to knees.Before her orgasm stopped,.