" "I guess so." I answered, not needing this to go any further. "Like I said I'm heading to bed." "No you're not." "I'm not?" I asked. "Nope." Mom sai... shaking her head. "What you're going to do is sit down at the other end of the couch and give me a nice foot rub." "Umm you know mom," I said speaking slowly so I wouldn't stumble over my words. "How about another time? I'm really..." "Awww but you promised before you left!" Mom pushed her lips out in a pout and I felt myself begin to sweat, oh. One of the aggressive guys spoke up and said, “Yeah, listen to the girl, break it up and go home.” Other guys were like “Damn, nice rack,” and lost focus of the initial point of fighting. My Slut Boi was shocked too, because that is not a gesture he would have expected from me in public, but desperate times call for desperate measures. I totally enjoyed using dominant power and feminine control to end that fight. After the game, we ventured back into NYC and started our next round of. ‘My back is killing me,’ she said. We all agreed that sounded great. ‘Well, it’s pretty big,’ I said. ‘We could probably all fit in there…’ ‘But, we don’t have bathing suits or anything,’ said Stephen. ‘C’mon,’ Angela replied. ‘What’s a little nudity among friends?’ So we slipped out of our wet clothes and filled the tub with hot water. Getting us all in was a little like a game of twister. But the tub had padded walls, and there were big, fluffy towels for our heads, so it wasn’t that bad.. A few days work would pay for my gifts and I wanted to get something special for Shelly. I knew I could consult Mom, so I wasn't worried that I would choose something inappropriate.I decided to take one of my free Saturday mornings and head downtown to do my shopping. I avoided the big shopping centres because that's where everyone went. I was more interested in the specialty shops. One of the best places for that type of shopping was the "old town", the original site of the city over a hundred.