I want you to ream me clean with your tongue and suck on me with your lips while you stick your fingers up my cunt. Will you do that for me? For your ...riend, Sybil?" Yes. I love you Sybil." Then beg me to eat my asshole. Let me hear you beg." Sybil's voice was caustic and she bared her teeth as she looked at Gwen's benign face."Beg!"The room was still as they waited for Gwen to stir. She smiled dreamily up and moved her lips."Please, Sybil? Let me lick your rectum? Let me stick my tongue in. The next weekend I was in the bathroom at the Galveston bar and heard two guys talking about watching Debbie's and Marsha's video and that Debbie and Marsha agreed to dance for them at the rafting company. Oh, Shit!! Monday when I got home from work Debbie presented me with $205. She said they danced in their bikinis for five guys. And they barely touched her. She said it was fun. Bob and Mike were there and made sure they weren't molested. Shit. Debbie had said she would like dancing. By now I was as intoxicated by her as she evidently was by me. It is surprising how quickly our physical contact intensified, and how soon we became too insulated in our own self-conceit to worry about proprieties. We would kiss and fondle each other whilst alone, and even when her sisters were present, Miss Amelia’s hand would sometimes steal towards my virile member and trace its outline through my clothing, or take my hand and place it under her petticoats so that I could feel the moist. It was my new housemate. She had moved in a few days ago after I rented her a room. I thought it would be nice to have help paying the bills. I didn't realize she was going to be home, and I could feel my skin turn a slight shade of pink.I knew her from where I worked and we had become friends. I found out she was between relationships and needed a place to stay for awhile. I thought it was a great arrangement for both of us. I realized she did not turn away. She was leaning against the door.