"Show us your tits," someone yells, which isn't easy given how I'm dressed. After spending a small fortune on a gown, Jack insisted I come as a schoolgirl, in a white shirt and tie under a red bolero type jacket. He even insisted I wear a pair of geeky glasses. My skirt, thank God, is incredibly short, and I've no nickers on, my pussy is sopping already. I bare my tushy to screams of approval. "What's that you're wearing?" the Starlet in front of us is asked by the sexy red carpet MC, she's a microphone in one hand a couple of cameramen either side of her. "A dress," the slut replies, and I roar with laughter. I think I've too much champagne.
