I have lost track of time, and now, my legs are going numb. Where is Master? I wondered, shamefully remembering why it is that you have banished me to...this solitude.“But …” I whined. I knew my word choice would anger you, and yet somehow I couldn’t help it. It had been almost a week since our last moments together. I desired nothing more than to be at home … sitting at your feet. Not there. Not in the midst of strangers. And not wearing a flimsy piece of cloth someone grossly mistook for. " Tammy went to the bathroom to clean up before we dressed. We went downstairs to see two other couples sipping drinks at the bar. Tammy looked at her husband and winked. She said nothing to him. Delores was already at the bar with Warren and the last couple didn't join us for another half hour. After the two hour deadline, the witching hour had arrived. The eight of us were together, and it was the men's turn to open fortune cookies. Kim said no one was to be with their wife or previous. I started to kiss her again, my cock rock hard not sure how much longer I will last. While having her occupied I started to pull off her leggings from these smooth legs and small feet. She started to say something but with my tongue inside her mouth I wasn’t able to understand her. Now she had her leggings around her ankles and sexy panties still were covering her nether region.I pushed her on the bed. “Ahh!” I started to undress myself while looking at her.While looking at me, she said. “No,. This happened so fast that I couldn't ignore the ticket and run away. I was forced to take the ticket from her." What did Debbie command you?" I heard her words, Jim, and I can only tell you the last part." Patty closed her eyes and added, "I remember her saying, 'you will have no memory of what I've just said.' That was it. I left her house, and didn't worry about Camille's odd behavior much anymore. I started to take it for granted as if she was always that way--a slut, in her own words.".