ScaredyCat to RogueMale:<br/><br/>‘Great first post. Luved it. I’ll try to build on what you wrote.’<br/><br/>After a lot of thought, Mia began to type.<br/><br/>‘Mia stepped out of the shower and shook her head, sending droplets across the bathroom from her short mop of hair. She rubbed herself dry, causing her nipples and clit to tingle as the towel was dragged vigorously across their tender surfaces. Throwing the towel onto a stool, she hurried into her bedroom to get dressed. She’d got back late, thanks to the demands of her new boss who didn’t understand the difference between flexible working and slavery, and now she was in danger of being late at the club. She was never late, she hated being late. And that bastard’s demands had meant that she had to cut short her shower. She’d have to hurry if she was going to be on time.<br/><br/>It didn’t take long to chose her clothes. No bra and there never would be until her tits started to sag, which looked like being a long way off. She grabbed her favourite silver string and slid into her electric blue tube. With her feet in her most comfortable heels – that was a contradiction if ever there was one – she scurried off. Trying not to run, but desperate not to waste time, she strode briskly down the street. Pedestrians parted before her determined progress. One elderly couple had to jump aside to avoid being ploughed through. At last, she turned into the street and slowed her pace as she approached the door of the club.<br/><br/>The security guys were there as usual, mentally undressing her as she wiggled towards them, exaggerating deliberately to get them going. Normally, she’d have paused to chat, but not today, not when she was late to meet her friends. She rushed past, jumping the final step to make her tits bounce a bit, knowing it would drive the big black guy wild.<br/><br/>Inside the club, she made a bee line for her friends and flopped down on the bench beside them.<br/><br/>‘I need a drink.’<br/><br/>‘No problem,’ shouted her friend Lauren, pushing three shots across to her. ‘You need to catch up with us.’<br/><br/>Mia drowned them in quick succession.'