” “I’ll be fine by tomorrow, really; Monday latest. I’m really sorry.” “Nah, don’t worry. I’ll be ok. See you soon. Bye!” I touched ...he screen of my phone to end the call and slumped sulkily down on the sofa. It was ten o’clock on Saturday night and I was home alone; not something I was used to and definitely not something I liked. As a twenty-year-old single girl and a student at the local college, my Saturday nights were normally one big party. Usually by ten o’clock I would be the wrong side. And if you refuse, you can hit the fucking road, got it?” I just looked at him before passing him on the way out the door. Lindsey met me at the door with a kiss, "How was your day baby?" she asked with her cute smile. I just kissed her back and went up to take a shower. When I got out I told her what had happened at work that day. She was furious at my boss. “This is fucking blackmail!” Initially she wanted me to report him for harassment but when I explained what kind of promotion it was. Nadine’s taking my other arm now, leaning against me. “Yeah it sucks that you two can’t work it out.” Nadine says. “I wish you could fix this. I’m getting along well with Frank and I’m going to miss him.” I’m feeling Nadine’s bare thigh pushing against my bare thigh under the blanket. She’s wearing her night-dress as usual. I can’t help but getting turned on by that sensation. Suddenly Nadine rests her hand on my thigh under the blanket. What is she doing?! Her mom sits right next to me on my. While sliding the low cut, short, black cocktail dress over her head, she looks at herself in the full-length mirror, appraisingly. She turns this way and that way admiring the reflection of her round tight ass and her full tits and deep cleavage.'Hmm, not bad, ' she thinks. 'I think I still have what it takes to attract the opposite sex.' Again she giggles at herself.Slipping on her black thigh high stockings she clasps them with the black lace garter that she is wearing. She smooths the dress.