John flagged down a taxi and knew that the whole of my bare butt would be showing as I got into the cab after John. I took my dress off and jumped onto the bed laying spread eagle in the middle of it. When we sat down he said,
“Remind me to go ahead of you when we go up those stairs again and remind me to make sure that another man is following you up. I’d just got it on when John pulled off the road into a posh hotel entrance. “Don’t squeeze too hard John, it still hurts a bit.” I said. From then on it was two men looking at my body. In fact I told him that I was going for some cosmetic surgery on my pussy and I pulled my flaps about as I told him what I was going to get done. After John chose both a small link, necklace type chain and one with larger links I said,
“Won’t that one might pull my nipples down and hurt me?”
“Can we try that to see if it’s too painful for her?” John asked. Shower over, hair dried and brushed to my satisfaction, a tiny but of make-up and lipstick on and I was ready to go out.
