”At then of the wing, an open door poured light out into the hallway. She felt her body tighten, anxious of what was to come. She drew a deep breath...to settle herself, let her arms fall to her sides, straightened up, and looked ahead with whatever confidence she could gather.There were several maidens in the room, dressed in similar gowns to Rosalynne’s, but red in color. Two were attending to a bed, straightening the blankets. Another was setting a table with fruit, cheeses and several kinds. " Actually Alistair, I am speaking of the baseball team. Listen to these headline stories from across the ocean. Some idiot in New York named Billy Crystal, that must be the name he uses in his transsexual routine, got his pecker stuck in an empty bottle of Piel's and had to go to the emergency room to get it removed. Now he has to take a pee sitting down. The story says he was watching a Yankees vs. Red Sox game when the incident occurred. Well, I'd get bored too." You know, Boy George, I. That guy was just doing what the drug made him do. That guy turned me on, Nick. And yes, I know I was affected by the drug too, but I know how I felt when I saw you being a man. Don't talk about yourself like that, because I like that guy. I like you." This is so weird," moaned Nick."I know," said Ronnie. "That's why I thought maybe we should do something normal, like make out." If you think I was goofy before this, just imagine what I'll be thinking if we kiss again," he sighed. "I'm not sure. She had seen women masturbating in movies and once during a live sex show but never from this vantage point. Jane was becoming excited as her fingers floated over her clitoris and probed her pussy. Fran noticed how swollen and bright pink her friend’s pussy had become and watched Jane spasm as her fingers tickled her blood filled clit. At one point, Jane even lowered herself, briefly rubbing her clitoris on Fran’s face. The contact with Jane’s pussy and the smell of her sex caused Fran’s pussy.