I had a hardon that just wouldn't go away. Maybe ... maybe I should try masturbating again?Then I saw it. The little scrap of paper Jenny had snatched...out of my pocket. I looked at it for the first time. I saw Kathy Lee's address and under it: "Can't wait to see you again, lover!" with little hearts and a winking smiley face. Oh man, no wonder Jenny was so quick to figure out we were fucking.There was no phone number, just an address.I found myself in a part of town I'd never been to. Actually,. The clit was very tiny. This nubbin however, when stimulated, was bright red when engorged with blood. I often used mirrors in the bathroom, to play with myself, watching how it appeared to open slowly at my touch. Every imaginable movement of my fingers on it seemed to bring about a different appearance of it. With this practice, I developed a pattern to enhance it's attractiveness to me, and of course, to others.Mother no longer forced me to wear the pretty, little matching skirt, blouse and. Mrs. Bell smiled at me, "Cas, you know I am just a figurehead. Business has never been my thing. You seem to know what you want to do, plus it's your money." Yeah, but you know how much I value your opinion."She gave me a one handed hug, and then winced."Is it your head again?" Yeah, it still hurts. Maybe it's the florescent lights."I knew she was blowing me off. I let her get away with it, but I was worried about her. These headaches had been going on for weeks."Have you talked to anyone?. She was nearly crying as she struggled to reach me while tied to the bed.Laughing, I climbed off her and ordered Vicky to straddle her. I ordered Carla to kiss Vicky through her panties and she obeyed immediately. Vicky lifted the hem of her nightie for Carla and caressed her own body through the satin, eyes closed and gasping at each touch of Carla's lips. I kissed the back of Vicky's neck, eliciting a sexy moan. Vicky's breaths came in gasps and I was sure that she was also approaching.