At the end of the evening, I asked her about it. ‘What was that all about? Was it Emily? That’s the second time I’ve seen you act weird when she...was at the same table.’ Beth sighed. ‘Look, Norm, it’s not a big deal.’ – ‘But you seem uncomfortable. Can I help?’ – ‘Alright, alright! I’ll tell you. But this goes no further – understand?’ When I nodded, she continued. ‘It’s Emily. She’s coming on to me.’ – ‘What? Are you sure?’ – ‘Every time. Tonight she was playing footsie with me under the. She responded by giving me a very passionate kiss. I love to kiss and cuddle so we spent some time at it. Then she told me she was going to change we both knew we were going to have sex so she just came out and told me to get my clothes off. When Emma emerged from the bedroom I could not catch my breath. She was wearing black stockings, black suspenders super high heal shoes and a lovely short silk robe which barely was long enough to cover her pubic area. She new I was excited she saw the. Obediently Prissy crawled over there and curled into a fetal position as I closed the door to the bedroom. Took a short shower and went to sleep.I was soundly asleep but slowly it started to penetrate to my still groggy brain. Someone was sucking on my toes. Terry? Is Terry here?Then I was fully awake and kicked that face away with my other foot.It wasn't Terry, it was Prissy."How dare you? I did not give you permission to remove the gag."I groped at the nightstand and picked up what I thought. The bowl was in her left hand hanging loosely by her side, and she was looking at me with a constant sultry look, that almost said ‘come touch me’. Naive & inexperienced as I was, I failed to understand the message. I asked her to raise the bowl for the soap. She did not respond and continued to look at me.That’s when it struck me!! My heart nearly skipped a beat. Could this be happening? What if I was mistaking her messages, if I tried fooling with her, would my parents get to know? I wanted.