She then replied, "You do realize what kind of people we are about to mingle with, right, what they'll no doubt all be doing later tonight with each other? I'm going to look like a walking f**k ticket. This outfit looks like a slutty clubbing outfit, almost like I'm wearing it for a purpose." I quickly began to strum a cord that was always the c***k in Janet's armor. I began to brag on her. I quickly replied, "Hey, don't feel guilty about being the hottest woman in this hotel. There are a ton of women who'd sell their right arm, if it would get them half your looks. Look at those legs, that butt, those cute feet, that beautiful face and smile. For crying out loud, don't be embarrassed about it, and besides, you said it yourself, they know we aren't swingers, that we don't roll that way. Th
