Who knew where her pussy had been?Nevertheless, although he might not want her anymore for himself, he could always do favours for his buddies. Stacy ...adn't complained when he told her what she was to do, not that it would have done her any good. He had been quite prepared to "insist". She had just stared down at the ground and nodded her head silently when he had told her what she was going to do; all five guys were "new meat" (Sharon's term). Each fuck would bring her closer to the end of her. So see, that's the other thing about how you could look but it wouldn't be immediately evident. What if your clitoris was burned to a crisp? Your underpants on you would look the same, but inside of them, oh shit. Do you think that would freak you? While it was being done, and after? You'd end up with a scab for a clit, not a scab on it but the whole fuckless thing hard and shriveled? And what about your cervix? Want me to go on? Or do you think maybe you should re-consider co-operating which. The second her head hit the pillow, she passed out. I considered leaving her that way, but the jacket she was still wearing would make for a sore awakening. So I got to work. It took a while, but I managed to remove her jacket. What I saw next left me in a stunned stupor. Though I had spent the entire evening with her, I had not noticed the skimpy outfit she was wearing. Then again, the only time I had seen her without her jacket it was at the bar and the lighting there was not exactly great.. If nothing happens after a week, then we move in. Let's spend a nice night together, then I'll go back and send Francesca over. She's got to see the layout here sooner or later."Maybe Annie was too preoccupied with thoughts of the girl in the cage, but their time together, though most pleasant, did not approach in sheer joy the experience of their last ecstatic discovery of each other.A rather chagrined and disappointed Joanne left in the morning. She bestowed a loving and lingering kiss on her.