.. but that's when I realized that she had said "I'll do ANYTHING!" Anything?" I thought. Hmmm. As if she was reading my mind, she repeated, more soft...y. "Please, don't tell. They'll KILL me. Please. I'll do ANYTHING. Please." Her eyes glistened with drying tears as she looked up at me pleadingly. Getting no reaction from me, she turned her head to look at you; but your eyes were locked with mine, as we both weighed the exciting possibilities.As she gazed hopefully at you, she must have been. Now, at 25 years old, we had known each other for over two thirds of our lives, though we hadn't talked much since she had married Brad and moved to the big city a couple of years ago.She was even more beautiful now, the vision of a Greek goddess in all her glory, except for the black eye. I pulled back from our hug, quickly turning away to hide the hard-on that I had sprouted.Since I lived in a one bedroom apartment I graciously gave up my bed to her and took up residence on the couch. It. It was a Saturday morning. Paul had taken Amanda out foran early breakfast in downtown Ann Arbor. It was anoutdoor caf�. Their food arrived and about halfway intotheir meal Amanda got a phone call. “Oh, Hi Rob. I didn’t expect to hear from you.” Paulheard her say.Amanda looked a bit uncomfortable sitting across fromPaul speaking to this other person on the phone.There were a lot of quick one word replies from Amandato whomever she was speaking to.“Yeah, sure… That. “Is Christine in the bathroom?” Connie asked.Just as I was about to answer, the bathroom door swung open and there stood Christine. Her hair brushed, her makeup reapplied and her panties back in place.“You look perfect, dear” complimented Connie. “Are you ready?”“Yes” replied Christine, “I think so. I’m a bit nervous but I want this.”“I’ll be right beside you, dear” Connie added, in a calming tone. “Just do exactly as I tell you.”Connie took Christine by the hand and they both left the bedroom….