" I put my arms around her and held her to me, leaning in to whisper in her ear."I promise that I will never, ever, talk about us. I would never do an...thing to hurt you." Again our lips met, I felt her body relax against me then she rested her head against my chest, both of us contemplating what we had just said.My hands again wandered around her body, remembering all the times I had imagined doing this, but now my desire to move on was burning deeply. I took hold of the bottom of her tee shirt. Watching her slight body in its almost 6 foot (probably actually 5 foot 9 or 10 inch) frame made me realize that how lucky I was. She weighed just 120 pounds the day she left Rita's spa, yet she was sufficiently round and fleshy in all the right places. Although shapely, seeing her nude then would make you think she needed to add a few pounds, despite having a fetching body. She told me she weighed 140 pounds in high school and lost that weight around her hips, thighs and belly by "bad. I gave her tits my best attention as she moved her hips to get herself off. It didn’t take much of that to shoot my wad where who-knows-how-many had already been left.My friend high-fived me as he went to take his turn. There were two other guys drinking beer waiting outside the door. I rejoined the line. When another drunk staggered up I said, “I’m the last one for tonight.” He staggered away. I turned away five more before it was my turn again.Cunnie’s eyes widened when she saw walk over to. But that's not whatSlut would do, is it? She wouldn't be shy about all this. I had to belike her, I had to keep forcing my arms down, to act like this wasnatural.It was ironic. Back when this had all started, the first fucking thingI'd used the device for was to make myself sexy. I'd wanted to be hot.I'd wanted to stand out. Well, now I had all that and more.Slut, of course, had loved this. She had taken people's lustful attentionas a compliment. If some guy was staring at her ass, she'd stick.