"Good. Then I want you to go and fetch one," she said with a serious look in her eyes."I can't go in there looking like this!" I replied with panic in...my voice."Hmm, I suppose not," Fiona replied. "Well then, just throw your clothes on over the top, but keep the lingerie on."I stood up, feeling the suspenders tugging against my garter belt as I wandered back into the bathroom. I picked up my pants and shirt, then slid them back on, before heading back into the bedroom.Fiona was sat in a chair. ”“That’s impossible,” said the second guy.I’ll show you fucking impossible, Maddie thought. Her right hand lifted toward the darts in a series of spastic starts and stops. She was almost there when she saw the second pair of shoes hurry by. There was another pop and something whacked her hip. Her next memory was of waking up in the bed ... thirty seconds ago.She pried open her eyes and looked around. Through a door, she saw what looked to be a really nice hotel room. Not the Riddick Inn though,. He got the shoes untied and off; he got his belt loose and the pants down to his knees. Then he stopped to concentrate on Diane’s loveliness. She was flowing.“Diane, sweet Diane,” he said. “Come for me.” He stroked over her inner lips and up to her center of feeling. Then he bent to kiss her mouth. He could feel her come. When she relaxed, he took his hand off her center.He kissed down her belly from her breasts while both his hands were working on removing his trousers. When his lips reached. The tub was warm and inviting, and we sat there in an awkward moment of silence I wondered who would make the first move. Just then, Carrie slid up along side of me and planted a long, wet, deep, kiss on my lips. It was an incredibly soft kiss, nothing like kissing any man. Her hand then moved onto my breast and gently began circling my nipple with her long slender finger. I placed the palm of my hand on her breast and she let out a gentle moan. Her hand moved from my breasts to my throbbing.