Betsy probably wouldn't stop pestering her about this until she, Vanessa, would confirm that she had tried it and that it was indeed the most marvelou... sensation she'd ever experienced. Her friend had even offered to do it for her, but the idea of letting another girl touch her 'down there' was so outrageous, it was beyond contemplation.Somehow this wasn't working. If she rested the mirror on the bed between her legs, then she had to lift her head to see it, putting a considerable strain on her. Agreed?”Everyone nodded.“OK, flip your cards over,” she said.“Hey, what in the fuck is this?!” Tiffany asked. She pointed from her Jack of Diamonds to Molly’s identical card. Everyone had displayed a face card or an ace.Phil gently extracted the deck from Hailey’s hands and spread them out. The lowest card in the deck was a nine – and there were eight of them.“Pinochle,” he said, chuckling. “It doesn’t use cards lower than a nine. We won’t be playing poker with these. I guess you and Molly need. If her closet door is open, we will be able to see everything!” With that Jimmy disappeared into the crawl space. Kenny followed close behind. Jimmy shushed his friend to be quiet and carefully slid the panel in the back of the guest room closet aside just enough for the two Peeping Toms to see into the room. Karen was sitting on the bed removing her sandals. She stood and reached for the hem of her T-shirt. Crossing her arms she grasped the hem and then quickly and smoothly skinned. Not thinking, I used the first thing I saw to clean up. Stacy's thong. By the time I realized it, I had covered the thong with my cum. This was not going to be good for me. It was quite clear something that she didn't put there was on her underwear. I quickly put my underwear and pants back on. I stuffed the thong in my pocket and got out of Stacy's room. Feeling both guilty and satisfied, I decided to grab a beer and lay in bed. I grabbed a cold beer stripped down to my underwear and got into.