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similar to the one in the upstairs changing room, hung on a nearby post. Fully facing it, she gazed at her reflection, gasping at the lusty green-eyed stranger staring back at her. Her hair appeared as a wild, sexy mess.
    She couldn’t resist but to push her fingers through her strands to make herself more presentable. Her cheeks looked the rosiest she’d ever seen them and her mouth appeared swollen and red from Evan’s kiss. She wished she had opened her mouth and let him in. Next time, she promised herself. Next time she would let him in and experience what pleasures he had to offer.
    Her breasts boldly pressed against the tight latex and she swore her areolas looked bigger than lollipops as they burst against the fabric. She could still feel the imprint of Evan’s hands on her breasts too. Such hot, big hands.
    She kicked off her shoes, grateful to be out of the heels. She was used to wearing running shoes, not sexy ankle killers. Continuing to stare at the mirror—truth be told, she couldn’t stop looking at her transformation—she reached up and pulled on the zipper. The raspy sound of it lowering split through the quiet air and she could imagine Brody and Evan on the other side of the screen, listening.
    Roxie swallowed as another shot of nervousness shot through her. She forced herself to remain calm as she unzipped the suit the entire length right down to her mons. Peeling the smooth material aside, she allowed her breasts to spill free.
    Gosh, they really did look big and swollen, obviously reacting to his touch. Her nipples were large and red. She touched her right nipple, finding it tender. Smoothing 26

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    her hand under her breast, much the same way Evan did, she lifted it, testing the heaviness.
    Blowing out a tense breath, she let go of her breast and proceeded to peel the suit over her shoulders and then lowered it over her hips and down her legs, stepping out of it as it puddled on the floor. Picking it up, she noticed the crotch area was damp from her arousal. Very damp.
    Quickly she folded it and placed it neatly on an open shelf, placing her shoes beneath it and out of the way.
    Once again she inspected herself in the mirror, her gaze moving to her lower half this time. Would both men be pleased with her nude pussy? She kept herself immaculately nude down there, knowing that without hair she could feel sensations more than when she wasn’t bare. She dare not touch her pussy, for she could feel it swollen and pouty, the wetness pooling between her thighs.
    Her hand fell upon the delicate paper sheet she would need to cover herself. As she got up on the table, the paper beneath her ass rustled and as she covered herself with the sheet, it crinkled too, giving away she was readying herself. The thing was practically see through and as she looked down she saw the outline of her nipples poking proudly against the soft paper. In this new position she could also feel the sharp push of the plug moving deeper into her anus, a gentle reminder of what would happen tonight.
    She could hardly wait to experience two men impaling her. Despite her enthusiasm, Roxie tensed when she spied twin shadows against the privacy screen.
    They were coming for her. Oh God.
    Her heart pounded faster as the screen rolled away. Evan stood there, staring down at her, while Brody rolled the screen to the far side of the room. Fire and desire danced in Evan’s eyes and splashed over her skin, spreading down her body to between her thighs.
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    “Looks like our patient is flushed, Doctor,” Evan replied in a sultry voice that had all her nerve endings tensing and taking notice. “We need to take her temperature. I suspect a fever.”
    “Only one way to diffuse a fever, Dr. Evan,” Brody replied.
    The squeak of wheels followed. Because Evan stood so big and tall beside the bed, he blocked her view. She suspected he was bringing that rollaway cart she’d seen earlier.
    “Open your mouth,