African safari party

“I have one question,” I began as I sipped my coffee, “am I going to be the only one?” I looked towards Miranda, “I know you enjoyed last night.”

Miranda blushed again, “I did enjoy last night and you seemed like you had a lot of fun, but I can hardly paint myself,” she said trying to weasel out of being an animal escort.

Mark jumped on it straight away, “Right so it’s decided, we hire another body painter and Miranda gets her kink on.”

Miranda opened her mouth but then closed it moments later, not protesting. “Sounds like a plan,” I said, “so, where to we begin and can we book an event so we know what kind of animal we want to start with?”

Mark grabbed another book on the table, a diary, “Well, we have one who said they needed some entertainment for the first weekend of next month, we can call them and ask if they want one or two?”

Miranda quietly moaned, as I asked, “What’s the gig, and the animal?”

“Not real specific on the animal,” he said, “African safari, is the theme,” he moved behind Miranda and gently rubbed her shoulders, “ideas?”

Miranda moaned again as she grabbed the sketch book, flipping through pages, “Well, I could do a zebra, as one pretty easy, maybe they would like that?” she hesitated, “And if they want a second, giraffe? Or lioness would be pretty easy.”

“I think I’m going to enjoy this,” I said, “I’m going to need to sleep a bit today, but if I can help let me know.”

Mark nodded, “It might be nice for one of the participants to call and check if the animals will do and if they want one or two. Miranda, are you on the pill?”

She nodded, “yes, and I don’t really want to get bred by some strange men.”

He nodded, “Cool, so one fertile zebra and a not fertile giraffe? I think your skin tone will go very nicely with the golden-brown splotches of a giraffe.”

I grabbed the booking book and flicked through, “You have dozens here, how, it was just one party?”

Mark smiled, “You were a hit. You happy to call them and make arrangements? I can see if anyone else is interested in some safari animals and we can try and book a gig for the Friday night and the Saturday night.” Mark’s hands slid under Miranda’s robe to massage her breasts.

“I can’t believe you guys convinced me to do this.” She said.

I smiled, “I don’t think we tried too hard to convince you. So we will need some hooves for Miranda, my bovine ones should work for the Zebra. Once it’s confirmed we will see about horns and ears for Miranda, and a mane, tail and ears for us both.”

“God I’m going to get fucked while dressed up as a giraffe.” Miranda said as Mark massaged her breasts.