She could feel her pants at one point being pushed down with her panties. “Lay her down.” Wilson demanded as Ian and Gabe stopped, laying her on t...e floor, still chained to the bar, as Wilson took the rest of her pants off. “Gabe, tell me what you think. Think she’s wet enough?” She could hear Wilson’s own pants unbuckling and being taken off as Gabe’s fingers found their way into her pussy once more. “She’s so wet,” Gabe moaned. Then she suddenly felt his tongue on her pussy. Foxy wasn’t used. As I lay in bed last night I thought we might never be together like that again. Now I want you again right now because I know I won't feel guilty in the morning. Does that make me bad, or wrong, or a hypocrite to myself or you?" She said almost blubbering in her tears."I don't think so, but maybe we're too emotional for making love right now. We've spoken intimately about sex and love and they both feed the libido. I think we'll both feel better if we resist and let our emotions feed on the. " Shit." He massaged my legs and I was getting butterflies as I watched his dark hands in the dim light. "Get a transfer ... You ever see that Speed movie? That's us, baby. The 69 bus goin' downtown with no brakes."I laughed and shook my head. "Uh-huh, okay. How about you? What do you guys hear about catholic schoolgirls like me?" You're catholic?" He grinned at me. "I hear all kinds of things about you." Like what?" I spread my legs a little for him, knowing he couldn't really get a good look. I guess women might consider him to be handsome; me, I considered him an asshole. He was putting the move on a married woman, which makes him an asshole in my book.Logically I knew that this guy wasn't my problem. Dee was my problem but that didn't change the fact that I wanted to go into the back room and kick his ass. Prudence being the better part of valor, I decided to get out of there and go home before I really messed things up.Just as I was about to head out the door, two young women.