“Not good enough, obviously.”I had no idea what to say to that, but I realized that Liz wasn’t the only one who was going to need counseling. My...parents were. Heck, I probably was going to need some as well. I blamed myself for what happened to Liz.“What about counseling?” I asked.He nodded, “Already in the works. We’ll be going to Columbus one night a week. And when she’s healthy enough, we’ll have sessions with Liz, too. If you need to talk to someone, the county’s health insurance will cover. It hit me hard and surprised me with the overwhelming waves of sheer pleasure. It had been a long time since I felt this alive and pounding with emotion. My orgasm washed over me and left me wishing for a live cock to plumb my depths of passion.The next morning, I dressed and used Rose's stock of cosmetics to enhance my facial features beyond my greatest expectations. I selected her skimpiest thong and the open top bra that revealed even the dark tinted nipple under the sheerest of blouses. I. I was getting uncomfortably hard and squirmed a little in my chair, rearranging my package. Claudio leaned into my ear and whispered. "Watch Josephine, Roger." Josephine was actually arching up off the cross trying to reach the whip. I couldn't believe it. Her fists were clenched and her body bowed in the middle as she strained to push her hips forward. My breath caught in my chest as I watched her watching Chantelle. Her eyes were ablaze with... something. Passion? No. Excitement? Maybe. Need?. After they crowded around me, Anne said, "Everyone knows you're a slut and you like to steal boyfriends. But I bet you're a whore too! Do the guys you fuck pay you with cash? Or do you accept their credit cards too?" As she and her friends were laughing, I looked at her and thought, 'What a bitch! If you're worried about your boyfriend cheating, go talk to him - not me! He's the one that's sniffing around for new pussy!' But I didn't say what I was thinking and instead purred, "I just take.