"I did OK walking around in our room. Joan gave me a book and said to putit on my head and practice what I learned in class, walking with myshoulders ...ack, head up. She told me to keep practicing while she getsdressed.I could not get over how controlling this open bottom girdle was. Walkingwas hard. I could hardly move my legs so I had to take small steps. Myrear end swayed all over. Joan said I had a great wiggle to my walk.We were all set to leave and Joan sat me down to have a girl-to-girl. She turned her cum soaked face towards him and smiled. His hand was flying back and forth on an impressive thick cock, and he soon unloaded streams of cum into the sand just a few feet away. He thanked us for a great show and left. We talked about that experience, and I asked her what she thought about blowing the blond guy. Judy thought he looked pretty good – but that's all she wanted to say. I found that when I stood up, and the blonde guy was standing, we could see each other well. We were. I open the door to Harrison’s bedroom and was greeted by a remarkable sight. He was naked, face down, arse up on his single bed. Pale and smooth and a beautiful, shameless offering. I sighed and stared. Everything I desired was there before me and it was asking me to take it. To eat it. To penetrate it.He remained silent as I undressed. I noticed he had arranged some new objects on a folding table. Clearly on show for me to see and contemplate. A strange bulb and tube which I assumed was a. She swallowed. Her eyes shifted to her friends, but came back to me almost immediately."I'm not touching your thing," she said."I'm not asking you to," I said."This is stupid," she said."Please?" I begged.Her eyes jittered left and right."Not in front of them," she said.I thought about that."I think it would be better if everything that's said, and everything that happens, be done in the group," I said. "I mean we're all in this together ... as friends ... right?" Friends don't kiss," said.