It was the first time I was blindfolded and my senses were out of control. The game was that they would wear condoms to fuck us and every 30 seconds t...ey would switch and fuck the other person and it was up to us to see if we could figure out who was fucking us and who could make the guys come. What a great game and I knew who was fucking me from the cologne but I acted like I didnt know. Soon both guys came and I knew his friend came with me as he did with my friend. As we were getting dressed. Perhaps what love really was, in the end, were two people sharing,through their perceptions of it, the same world.Now, with Phoebe, Marcia found her old uncertainty and despair hadreturned. She suspected that she and Phoebe lived in separate worlds, aworld from which Marcia was exiled, just as she'd been exiled fromClaire's. Even communication between their worlds was hopelesslyscrambled. Marcia thought she must have some kind of faulty antennae.The signals she received and the ones she sent. I felt truly aroused…The guy smiled back at me, asking if I liked what I was seeing.I just hissed a yes, as my eyes were glued on that huge bulge.I could see clearly his tremendous hard on; it was at least twelve inches’ long and as thick as my own wrist. I could not believe my eyes, as I licked my red lips with my tongue.I started to feel wet and truly aroused. I stood up and just fell onto his lap. I felt it. It was throbbing against the thin fabric of these thin yoga pants. It felt really. ---------------- I don’t know how much later the woman came in. I think I was asleep when the lights came back on, but I cannot be certain. She stumbled in to the dungeon, obviously still drunk from whatever she had upstairs, though not enough to make movement or speech impossible. ?How are you doing, Stacy?? she asked, her words spread apart unnaturally. I shifted my body so I could look her in the face. She was smiling at my plight, upsetting me that a human being.