" I don't know, jeans and a shirt I guess." Not a chance." Her smile had already abandoned my closet. "We will lookthrough your closet and find someth...ng, maybe, but I am absolutely surewe will find more in mine." She laughed, and I could not tell if shecontinued the joke or not. "Come on, we'll find something."I don't want to bore you so let me just say, a pair of khaki slacks abit tight ( no pockets either, yes, hers), and a shirt, short sleevessimple pullover, yellow in color ( not sure,. He kept torturing my clit and both our juices leaked on the floor. He dug his fingers into my ass and tortured my pussy. I moaned like a hungry bitch. Suddenly he bent over my back lifted my arms and made me hold the kitchen slab above us. Then he pulled my drenched hair into his ripped sweaty palms and tugged on them. I reciprocated with a long moan. Then, the second time he tugged harder and his dick entered my pussy with a bang. It sent me to the moon. I was experiencing the best orgasm I. .ask him can I borrow something sugar Milk or something. I change into a low tight top and a black short skirt with my stillettos and no stockings. I knocked on his door. His strong deep voice sound tired. Who is it? he asked. I said Gloria from next door. I heard him look out the peep hole and opened the door. He looked around as I stood there. Hey wheres your room mate? he asked. I stated...no she's my girlfriend my lover. Ooh so you're a lesbian? He asked. I said....Yes and. Sorry...”“Oh, shit,” Vanessa whimpered, beginning to hyperventilate. “Am I gonna live through this?”“Well,” Tanya answered from beside her, “you want to be carved up? This will do the job, and the water bath will wash most of the blood away so you can see how deep the saw blade goes.”“Yeah,” Frank added with a grin, “we don’t want to hit an artery, now, do we?”“Oh, shit,” Vanessa whimpered, repeating herself. “I guess I asked for this...” The motor whirred and Vanessa’s head drove downward..