Soon our talks became daily basis . We spoke on very personal terms (i even started using her name instead of aunty) . Now and then i was desperate to...see her , and used to beg her to go to city again for shopping together. She didnt accept this, but still our friendship was maturing. One day she called me up to her place to fix her computer , which had an issue. I thought this was my big chance. I went to her place, silently and hopefully. I was doing all the right things, i fixed up her. I uncrossed and opened my legs to give them a quick preview.With their pricks beginning to visibly harden, I knew they were more than willing so I invited them up to my room. In the elevator, on the way up to my room, I began to playfully rub against the guys and give them kisses. By the time we got to my hotel room door, they were touching and squeezing me all over. Their hands often reaching under my skirt rubbing my wetness.Once inside I told them all to get out of their clothes. I kept mine. .. " he pulled offthe shirt with a flourish and tossed it in her lap.Celia picked it up and pressed her face into thecloth. Her insides seemed to flip as she breathed inhis scent, felt his body heat. She looked up at him,his arms, his shoulders and felt an awful yearning.Reaching into the bag for another beer she chanted,"More beer, more Stephan, more beer, more Stephan."He slid down his zipper and Celia tipped the bottleand gulped. Midnight swims were suddenly a wonderfulidea.When Stephan's. " I turned back to Meredith and barked out a two word order. "DO IT!" WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?" Screamed Connie as she tried to pull Meredith's hand away. "Why the knife? What do you want Meredith to... ?"'For heaven's sake tell her to shut up Winston, tell her you know what you're doing."So I did, then I waited as Meredith hesitated before shoving the knife into my chest to the hilt. When nothing happened I looked at my father and Connie before pointing at the knife. "Quite a party.