Hers can't sing their way out of paper bags; I have one of the great baritones of the world, even though the world doesn't quite know it yet—but the... will! If she's not ashamed of hers she ought to be; I'm proud as hell of mine!" She jumped in my lap and gave me a huge kiss. Then she burst out laughing all over again."What?" I asked."You know, when the news gets around—and it will one way or another, it always does—it's going to shock a lot of people. This'll be a first for me. Some of them. Locked in the tiny cage we listened to her moving about, then she was asleep. I had wept myself to sleep, even more in love with her. Now torn between wanting to stay with her & to leave this club & return to my normal pampered spoiled life. Not realizing the choice had been taken away from me. My dreams had been filled with her, when lily had removed my pantie gag & kissed me to wake me. ?I’ll put them on for you karen? She had whispered. I didn’t even notice she had dropped the Mistress.. In our kitchen Sue kept glancing at his growing, mobile tent and smiling. He laughed too and thrust his hips toward her, sure of his prey. I could see the longing in her face and her deep breaths. Too far to hear their whispers, I heard the word “juice” followed by Sue’s bending over sharply, one hand on the fridge door, her mini-bikini clad ass aimed directly at Steve in teasing invitation. More than an inch of exposed butt crack tempted us; her labia stood snugly surrounded by her mini. Don’t get me wrong Diary, I love you, you were there for me when no one else could have been. But now I’m angry, furious, ranting, raving, stormy, bristling, burning, cross, huffy, livid, seething, smoldering, worked up…that’s a good one, worked up. I AM worked up. Worked up enough to show him what he is missing. FINE if he doesn’t want to come in my room, FINE if he thinks that he can just fuck me and walk away like the other boys. I’m putting on my tightest little top and I’m not wearing a.