" Their ministrations continued unabated with the addition of a finger sliding up and down my ass crack and poking at my asshole. The kiss was broken ...nd number four said, "You like this, don't you, Sissy sweetie?" I didn't answer yes or no, just panted and moaned with glazed-over eyes. He went on, "I concur with Johnny. She likes this and is getting hot as a pistol." Johnny now had three fingers reaming my tight pussy, way more than my boyfriend ever did, and I was building up to a release. I. And looking right at me and shaking her head "No" just barely enough to nail my shoes to the floor. I hated her for being right. I loved her for comforting Hope.__________ Me: The next thing I remember clearly was looking up at Karen as she said, "Lisa's driving Hope home. She'll be able to function when she wakes up tomorrow morning. Don't get up, we need to talk for a few minutes before you go. For your sake." She went over to the loveseat where Hope had spent the. As I peeled my shorts off my sweaty legs and started to remove my underwear I couldn’t help notice that I was slightly hot and turned on a little and that it must have been the eyes of the builder burning a hole in my bum as I came in. I check myself out in the shower and thought I did have a pretty good body, toned stomach and legs, a pert tight bum but couldn’t help hope that my breasts grew a bit from the b cup they currently were. I had a cold shower, cooled off and forgot about the whole. When the water stays down, I sit up to study the new day. Somehow, we have managed to clear the site entirely. Andy watches me silently and I’m afraid to talk. I haven’t said a word in English and rack my mind for something to say. ‘God, Stephanie,’ he says incredulously. His voice again brings me back to our telephone conversations, the closest we had ever gotten to each other before now. ‘I thought you were dead back there.’ He starts to cry. I rise slightly and hold him, crying myself. After.