We made small talk for a few minutes, before I asked him to rub some lotion on my back. He agreed to, so I untied my bikini top and let him go to work... As he rubbed, I purred and cooed (hoping to get him horny). Ricky showed up a few minutes later (also in swimming trunks). When Rob got done rubbing my back, I asked him to do my legs next. He quickly went to work. As he did this, I pulled by bikini bottoms up between my butt cheeks and asked Rob to also rub some lotion on them. Bingo - I struck. It could be a touch of the shoulder or a brush of flesh; it just felt great to touch flesh that wasn’t my own. I hope he didn’t notice the look in my eyes when I looked at him, or the look down to his crotch to speculate about how really big he was. I would probably never find out from just looking at his crotch. I wanted to tackle him and rip off his clothes, but that would be bad in front of my best friend and other friends. Back to the sleepover, our normal thing was just to hang out on our. Yelena now knelt in a white vest and panties. She hopedNatasha was all right but had been afraid to turn her head to check on her.She heard the clink of metal and soon found her wrists being shackled together.Her hands now between her knees, she was startled but did not resist as shewas told to open her mouth and a metal bit was placed between her teeth,held in place by a strap fastened around the back of her head. She chokeda little but accustomed herself to the gag. A hood was placed back. ”She nodded, and I got up and dialed my own number. Stephanie answered, and I told her I was staying for dinner. She said Mom was still ranting about how I had spoken to her but that Dad had told Stephanie that everything was OK for the party on Friday. I thanked her, told her I loved her, and put the receiver back in the cradle.“Is everything OK at home?” Mrs. Blanchard asked.I chuckled, “No, it’s pretty darn far from OK. My mom and I had it out because she called Jennifer a slut.”“She likes.