Chap 6

The ladies were all dressed in really brief shorts and blouses that exposed their midriff. They had perfectly styled hair, perfectly lacquered finger and toe nails. Their faces were carefully made up even at this hour of the day. Their appearance spoke of hours of preparation. The lady's finger trailed from Dante's neck to his bottom lip. Dante's tongue flicked out and licked her finger. She crowed with delight, looking like the cat that had got the cream.

"Alpha Dante," she moaned.

The other ladies shot her envious looks, masking it almost immediately with sultry smiles. Bemused, I watched as one of them adjusted her bra. With her hands she lifted up her breasts, puffing them out to its fullest extent while Dante's attention was occupied.The girls intensified their efforts at vying for his attention. Hands were everywhere around him, touching, carressing every inch of him.

Dante gave a satisfied sigh and sank carefully into a chair behind him. Fingers undid the top two buttons of