No doubts now about what I was going to be for him. Standing up, I looked myself over in the full length mirror on the back of our closet door. Tee...ering precariously on the pencil thin heels, I was stunned as I looked myself over. I looked like an expensive call girl ready for anything the night held. "You asked for this," I said aloud to my reflection. "Now, go and please your man." Slowly and ever so deliberately, I made my way down the wooden staircase, holding on to the banister for. The air was dense in the room, the sexual energy mounting. I recalled Chloe putting a finger in the waistband of my jeans and pulling out the strap of my thong, hooking it over a finger and playing with it while she kissed my neck. I remembered watching Natalie and Stacy kissing. By now, as I'd recalled earlier, Chloe's hand was all the way down the front of my pants, struggling against the tight material, and I was unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans to give her an easier time of reaching. "What's happening to me, Gregg?"Gregg seemed lost in thought. He seemed to recall an explosive incident that happened to his sister at this age. Something to do with... "Oh my God!" he stammered. "We need to get you to the bathroom and quickly."Gregg pulled Robyn along to the bathroom, but did not get there in time. Before he arrived, a thick patch of blood appeared on her jeans. Robyn screamed and screamed as they approached the bathroom. Greggpulled off her pants and panties. They were both. Please just tell me what I can do?” She looked up at him with the same eyes as Clarice had. Oh my god he thought. Jacky put her hands on Richards hips and pulled him closer, resting her face against his belly. He took a deep breath and placed a hand on the back of Jacky's head. She squeezed him tighter and sighed. Her face was warm against him, her breath hot. Richard thought about Clarice and her story about seeing her mother and father. Is this what Jacky was talking about? About her.