” “Oh Jan!” I said, still rubbing myself through my knickers. Janet giggled. “Go on Annie, take them off,” she said. “You don’t want to ...poil them.” So I pulled my knickers off and sat cross-legged again so Janet could see my pink slit – it was really wet. I began to really work my clitoris, stroking through the fuzz of hairs on my plump mound and coaxing it out of its fold of skin. I knew where Janet’s story was going, but it was still so hot. “I told him to be careful, and he whispered. My eyelids lower softly, a gentle blink of acknowledgment, as if I could slow my own lust. Just how did he get my pants off and down so quickly? I spread my legs, wrapping them around his torso, knowing he feels the blazing heat of my sex even through my panties, through his shirt, which I now pull off of him, throwing it aside as he removes my bra, exposing my nipples to his fingers, they roll each, and cup my breasts with gentle but firm squeezes. He dips his head now to my neck, left. ’ ‘So you finally had to give up,’ Niko supplied, his attention dropping to the ring on her left hand. He took her fingers in his, grazing the top of the small solitaire with the pad of his thumb. ‘Is he good to you, Camille?’ ‘Yes.’ Her voice wavered at the sorrow she saw in his face. If only there were some way to take that pain away and right all the wrong. ‘He was there when I was at my lowest. I would never have survived without him. He… he saved me, Niko. I don’t know how to explain it,. To hell with that crazy bitch, he thought.He got a cold beer and sat back down at the table. Janelle and Lexi were there, but no sign of Donna.“What’s the matter?” Janelle asked. “Donna left in a huff.”“She left in a huff? I should be the one leaving in a huff,” he said.“What happened?” Lexi asked.“She bit me. Twice!” He showed them the damage.“Ooh,” they cooed in unison.“Wacky, sicko kinky Asian shit, I guess,” he said, shivering. “Ugh.”The three of them didn’t say anything for minute or two,.