..out onto the auction block!Prompted by a whip cracked at your heels, you minced meekly out beforethe crowd. Laughter, cat-calls and unintelligible u...terings roared inyour ears as you paraded meekly before them. Someone began beating atambourine and -- again with prompting from a touch of the whip on yourbare, brown butt --you began stepping in time to the impromptu music.The crowd roared as your eyes searched desperately for Omar.There he was.In the midst of the crowd.Laughing hardest of. " Will this mean that every girl Jessica and Wendy turns into a Hootersville girl will become a lesbian?" Bart asked."They'll be bisexual... but will also find themselves mentally linked to whomever turns them, therefore... other than sex, they'll basically hold their reins," the man replied."You really are into girls being bisexual, aren't you?" Ray asked."Ah... you can thank the author for that," the man replied, shrugging his shoulders.Jessica tried following the dialogue but her need was. He slipped his fingers under and began to pull them off. I lifted myself so he could remove them and then I spread my legs, waiting for his kisses to continue. He traced his fingers downwards and slowly ran them along my lips and ever so slightly penetrated me with a fingertip. Then he put his lips upon mine and slid his tongue in between them. I couldnt control myself and gasped as a bit of wetness squirted across his mouth. He only let out a soft grunt of satisfaction and began to explore me. The location was perfect also. A single row of beach houses spaced far enough apart so you weren’t breathing down you neighbors necks. Since there wasn’t any public access for quite a ways the beach was fairly secluded during the day and all but deserted at night. While some might prefer the crowds and nightlife of more populous resorts this was exactly what I was looking for. Rest and relaxation, far away from the maddening crowds. We had spent the morning swimming and sunning before going up.