I need some time alone to think about everything. Anne.” No “love”, no “Bunnie”, not even “your friend” - the floor seemed to be pulled ...way under my feet. “Anne,” I wailed into the room, and my tears turned the world around me blurry. “Why?” ** I had spent the day moping again, trying and failing to understand my best friend and lover. I didn’t want to use the word “former lover” yet, even though I knew enough about the whole “I need some space” thing not to have big illusions in that regard.. Next I was laced into a simple, blackwaist cinch. As the girls tightened the laces I thought they would cut mein two. This was definitely NOT a comfortable garment! A garter belt wasfastened round my waist and a pair of sheer black stockings rolled up mylegs and attached to the clips on the garter belt. I have to confess tofinding the taut pull of the garters and the sound of the nylons rubbingtogether as I moved my legs rather erotic.Next up was a lacy black bra. It was a fairly substantial. . would you like one, as well?"Lisa turned around from looking outside and gladly accepted. Catherine peeled off her tee-shirt, grabbed one as well and joined the three outside on the balcony as Bill sat down on the bed, as far away from them as he could.When they were through, they each came back in and got dressed. While Bill sat there and stared, Mark put on shorts and a tee-shirt, Meredith dressed in a sarong, Lisa in shorts and a halter and Kat put on her bikini."Ready to go?" asked Kat as. Innocence almost always agreed, and more often than not, Dodie would be sleeping alone in Innocence’s bed, while in Chastity’s the two sisters were fucking noisily and agitatedly through the night. On these occasions, Dodie would cry softly to herself, her hand idly masturbating her bejewelled vagina as she imagined only too well the movement of her beloved’s wonderful penis as it thrust in and out of Chastity’s lubricious cunt. Chastity’s demands on Dodie were also very insistent, but much as.