Just do it.’ She fixed a bit of her mascara, opened the restroom door and walked out, head held high, chest out, but still with an awkward gait. She...re-read all of the instructions to ensure she did it to the ‘T’ this time. Her feet and legs were screaming at her to sit down, but she couldn’t. She went through all of the same back and forth on the high heels as yesterday, but this time she was showing drive. It did not take as long, but it was 5 hours of constant work. 5 hours she would not be. "He then said there were other things we could do. I told him again I wasn't into guys. He already had me in his hand and had me hard again. As he stroked me he grabbed some lotion from the vanity. He robbed it all over my cock and then rubbed some around his ass.He slowly dropped to his knees and took me down with him. He moved to the "all fours" position and guided my dick into his butt. I wasn't sure what to expect but it all felt great. He allowed me to slowly work my dick into his tight. Tracing with his fingers up along her inner thigh , passing over her mound that has seeped her luscous liquid through her panties and on to her pants. He grabs them and pulls them off and brushes a finger on the outside of her lacy leopard print panties. Slipping one finger under the lace he traces the out area of her freshly shaven pussy, he places his whole hand now over her mound and massages and squeezes her love box. He pulls off her underwear with his other hand. He then glides his hand. We end up in our usual position with me as the big spoon, and we all quickly fall asleep.When I wake up, I almost panic. Grace isn’t in her bed, and I can’t find her. I wake Dahlia, and the first thing she does is asks, “Why are you waking me so early?”“I can’t find Grace.”“Oh, my God. Where could she have gone?”I can hear a moan from the other side of the bed. I quickly crawl over it, and there is Grace, laying on the floor, between bed and wall, without blanket or pillow. I leave her to sleep.