”“Okay, so we don’t have any tunes to play, and we don’t have any junk food. But we also don’t have a curfew ... Wait, do we?”Peter shook ...is head, so I continued, “We don’t have a curfew, we don’t have any police or parents telling us what we can and can’t do, and we are all voices who can do things that normal teenagers can’t do.”One of the girl voices asked, “But what does that have to do with what Lea wants?”I responded, “What’s your name?”“Whitney.”“Whitney, are you a virgin?”“Yeah, right.. Mary Alice was majoring in physical therapy, so somehow that was all right if she took charge of a sorority sister who was naked. There was no lust or sex involved, it was assessing the damage and determining if Jesse should go to the hospital or something. I was proud of her. This was leadership when it counted, and I think she went a long way toward cementing her future.After Jesse was cleaned up, and partially sobered up, I sat down with her. I wasn't interested in what had happened, that. We then stopped at the Boutique. Suzie got an emerald green sheath dress, one strap with a slit up the opposite side from the floor to within reach of the Promised Land. It was satin and smooth. She bought a strapless shelf bra to use with it, giving only support, not coverage. Virginia got a jet black strapless number with a long frilly taffeta skirt. We went up to the room and I called the concierge again. I told him I needed 2 hairdressers, manicurists and makeup artists in my room by 4. " I know," she whispered. "That's why we all love you like we do."I smiled and tweaked one of her nipples and then I ran my hand down along lush body to her slit. As my fingers gently caressed her delicate womanhood I asked, "So, how's work going? Is good old John treating you and Candy any better?" That's cute. Get me to talk about work while you're fiddling around with my pussy." Hey, there's no law that says I can't enjoy myself while we're discussing routine subjects. And I'm not fiddling.