I nearly toppled over in the process but caught mybalance and whimpering, made my way into the stallahead of Nick. He swung the door behind us and loc...edit. “On your knees you no good fucking slut,” Nickdemanded. He would be no-nonsense from here on out, andI did as I was told and I could feel the desire for himblinding me to any negativity I might feel towardsbeing used in this shit hole, no toilet paper, grimy,bathroom. I was on my knees on a floor that looked likeit hadn’t. She's just as important to me as Charli was. In some ways, she's more so."He didn't blink or pull away; hell, he didn't move. There was no sneer or expression of disgust or revulsion; he just looked at me."Is that all?" he asked."No, there's more. I need to know if you want to share us with others. A man, maybe, or another woman. If you need that, I'd be okay with it." I've never thought about it," he said. "Would you need anyone besides your mom?"I smiled and said, "If he's the right one, I'd. I came out of the shower and he was already in bed watching some TV. I felt a little awkward but as I came out of the shower, he commented on my body. ‘Boy, you have been working out. You really had a good body, but in this past month, you’ve really toned up.’ I had been working out a good bit – probably to relieve some the sexual tension I had felt. I smiled and started to put my boxers back on when Tom said ‘oh, don’t put those back on. Cone on, jump in and I’ll give you a pair of fresh ones. "Bend over"Again I followed instruction, bending over and causing my skirt to hikeup and expose my stocking tops along with my upper thighs and the lowerportion of my pantied ass."Oh yes, I see what he likes," Erika said sensually as she got up fromthe stool and approached me. Pushing down on my back to signal that Ishouldn't move back up, Erika started to rub my thighs. She slowlyworked up to the soft bare skin above my stockings, tracing her fingersacross the smoothness. She lightly touched.