My new embraced slut persona grabbed hold of my brain and my cunt began to twitch and juice up. I told myself that 'this was going to be a great day.'...Mandi, I think that His Highness wants to renew our friendship before I can start training those handsome fellas." Okay but lets adjourn to the playroom," she said as she headed down the long hallway. I turned to follow but I first had to dislodge the animal's head from between my thighs. I am not sure either he or I really wanted to go anywhere. . We can potentially lose control and become the pure emotion that each mask represents..."“Can you…recognize those around you…? Distinguish who’s a friend and who’s an enemy…?”"It depends on the mask, and how deeply you are dragged into it..."“Is that why you knocked me out, love? Because you didn’t want to risk killing me during the fight?”“Love… How bad is it…? What’s… what’s your emotion…?”"Insanity." She smiles softly, relaxing against him “somehow that doesn’t surprise me…”"Thanks. . I’ve always wondered why we girls can’t have a special secret signal to indicate to each other that we are sexual libertarians. It would be so nice to speak to other girls about our adventures” I complained a bit.We sat around the house and chatted a lot about life and love all the time playing with each other and teaching Sam of my erogenous zones. By days end he knew my body and all its delicious secrets intimately. At lunchtime we took in some sun by our reasonably secluded backyard pool.. Not that I am anti-monogamy or something. It’s just I am a 20-year old woman that is not yet interested on the business of ‘settling down’ with anyone.That’s why I came up with the concept of “fuckboys”. What it means being a “fuckboy”? Means guys that I like to fuck once in a while. All friends of mine, guys that I can trust completely and do whatever I want to do, whenever I want. And no strings attached, just pure and plain sex.Bob and Jim are two of them. We know each other since long time.