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After getting Jen dressed and informed, Mick left to make final arrangements for the party, ensuring that everything would go smoothly. For her part, Jen had little to do but sit around in her non-outfit for the remainder of the time, both dreading the arrival of the guests, and wanting to get it over with...

Finally, Mick returned, gesturing for Jen to get to her feet as a number of staff filed in, setting up cameras and bringing refreshments in for the incoming guests. Additionally, a number of women dressed in highly revealing outfits began arriving, all of them looking rather used to their scandalous garb.

"We'll be starting now. Remember, polite and eager. If you slip up and embarrass me..." He trailed off with a smile, letting Jen's imagination fill in the consequences.

As Jen paced, guests began filtering in. Older men for the most part, in the vicinity of Mick's age, with expensive clothes and body language suggesting they were used to being in charge of things. Almost immediately, they began scanning the women in the room. Jen felt a shiver at the way they looked at her, the way they blatantly examined her body without any trace of restraint. She was a sex object to them, one that they might rent later that night.

The feeling of Mick's hand squeezing rather roughly on her ass distracted Jen from her thoughts, his voice carrying a warning tone as he whispered into her ear. "Polite and eager." Realizing that she'd been all but grimacing, Jen forced the most natural smile she could manage, which only seemed to attract more attention.