I'm a fucking retard. i cant do this tonight" ummmm oookaaaayyyy" she said with obvious confusion (i would like to think disappointment as well)i hung...up the phone.After a couple of days , I couldnt stop thinking about her. Gazing at pix and wondering what could have been i called her again.She picked up and before she could say hello i intruded "Look i Know im fucking retarded, and i didnt handle things well but im going to the bar and waiting for You right now. i have to meet You its friggin. She asked me to come with her downstairs where the table was. The room was lit with candles and soft music was playing. She pointed out the shower and bathroom and said she would be back in a few minutes. I quickly disrobed and took a shower to wash the day off me and clean myself for the sexy massuse. I lay down on the table and she came down the stairs in a white top and white pants and pretty bare feet. She smiled at me and asked me how I had found her, was it a reference, or ad? I told her. .. great ideas, all of them, Beth," replied Lisa, she was beginning to see that Beth was part of the 20% that did 80% of the work; she was glad to have her on the team."Also, is it just me, or did everyone take a look at our nude bodies and turn tail and run?" pointed out Cathy."Yes, we'll have to impress the fact on the parents that the sooner they get comfortable around nudity the better," Lisa pointed out. "And that they should be doing it at home." So, what do you think?" asked Joy. "Should. ” Polly couldn't answer. Her body and mind were both prisoners of her own desires. She wanted Hannah to stick her fingers inside her burning pussy and make her cum, but she was still hanging on to the last ebb of control. As if Hannah had read her mind, she glided two digits slowly into Polly's pussy and began fingering her, allowing her thumb to torment the bound girl's clit. “Cum for me like a good little slut!” Hannah hissed as she fucked Polly harder with her fingers. The last ounce of will.