We got to the elevator, and the door opened. Inside were the two young studs we had encountered earlier! When the girls stepped inside, they gasped!... “Damn! What is going on? How do we get some?”Diane entered, and asked, “Well, boys, do you like what you see? This gorgeous woman is my slut. Slut, turn around slowly. Show these boys your tits and pussy. Good! Now your tight ass. Boys, would you like to touch her?” The shocked young men nodded and smiled. They stepped over to. She raised her right leg and placed the heel of her boot against his chest, her skirt split open right up to the top of her black stockings. Algie reached up under the edge of the skirt and began unzipping the long leather boot; he stole a quick glance up her leg to take in the stockings?‘Are you trying to see your babysitters panties, you naughty boy?’‘I?’‘What were you looking at?’‘Nothing’‘Don’t lie to me, tell me you where trying to see your babysitters panties’‘I was trying to see my. "Company policy?"She grinned again. "We're not. But, I'm making an exception."He paused, calm on the outside, but wild and happy on the inside."I'd love to, Ashley. When?"She shrugged her shoulders this time. "I'm scheduled for another show in an hour. But I can cancel it, and get off work early. How about meeting me at the diner in 30 minutes?" Sure," he replied. "But tell me how to get to it."She smiled at him. "When you leave the club here, make a left. Keep driving until you see a big diner. She agreed. Letting go of her hand that day was one of the hardest things I have done in my life. Our next date proceeded much like the first, walking about the campus discussing what we did while we were separated. I told her of the agony of going through drug withdrawal when breaking the habit. The vile, hateful things that spew from your mind and body as you try to find your way back to sanity. My quest to find and keep a job. My efforts to contact her directly, which were constantly.