I swear I was ready to flip my desk over and set fire to the place by the time 5pm came around. As soon as I got home, I started getting ready. Shower... shave, I must've brushed my hair 300 times. I picked out my outfit a few times, before finally settling on a nice navy skirt (with panties this time, shit I still needed to get my dress clean I realized), and a bone white blouse. Stocking and heels. Then I power-fidgeted through my apartment generally making things cleaner. I made my bed and. . I mean if he knows what happened to them?”“No, no, that won’t be necessary, Little One,” I told Julie.I think ... THINK ... she was kidding, just pulling my chain. But I would really rather not know for sure.By now it was getting dark outside, but we both wanted to walk. We roamed the streets of Helen for about 30 minutes before making our way back to the hotel.I knew it was time.“Julie, I want to ask you something,” I began, but at the exact same time Julie was saying, “Sam, I want to tell. What a shame...there, there. George. Wecan help you can't we girls," announced Joyce, thrusting herself forwardand pushing her satin forefinger beneath her captive's chin to focus hisattention."Now, the nice ladies will take you out and get you all trussed up,sorry dressed up, for service. I am thinking right that you would prefergowns like these that Barbara and Joan have on, at least for now. We canwork up to something tighter, more constrictive as we progress. Is thatOK darling? I am. Why were they soaked, massaging my best friend? I was so confused.I worked on her ass for a few minutes, then moved down to her thighs. She spread her legs slightly wider apart, still thrusting her pelvis up slightly every time my hand wandered near her inner thighs. I worked down one leg, then started on her other thigh, again moving down to her feet. When I was done, she flipped over. I was kneeling next to her and I looked down at her.Amy's chest was heaving, her nipples dark and standing.