Late one night I'd run into iLisa in the hotel bar. Yeah, iLisa, another gimmick. She was just setting up shop on the net when the whole i thing swept...it. When you're named Elizabeth but go by Ilisa, why not take advantage of a craze? Her site wasn't much different than mine or those of a million other doms, paid membership, pictures and videos of her 'willing' submissives, mostly men, but occasionally women.There were rumors of course, and accusations, but its the worldnet, what do you expect?. He lay over me for a momentbreathing heavily. ‘That was fucking good,’ he mumbledand I felt his cock slipping out of me. He wiped theend of his dick on my bum and stood up.I too gingerly stood up. Gary had gone. Amazingly mystockings were intact, and I slipped back into thedress, watching the guy pull up his track suit bottoms.Picking up my knickers I put them in handbag. I couldfeel his stuff leaking from me and running down myinner thighs as I turned to walk away. ‘That guy. We made our way to my best friends brothers room, and decided to lay down and have a heart to heart. We talked for a good 30 minutes, and finally she turned over, and said "I still love you". She leaned in for a kiss, climbing on top of me. I responded, "I love you to". We began making out, her tonge deep inside my mouth, as I forcibly turned her over so I was now on top. I pulled her shirt off over her head, and unhooked her bra. I started sucking on her boobs. Megan had very small tits, but I. I really don’t think that’s possible.”“No,” I agreed. “Word would be out in seconds. I’ll think about it while you’re out today. If I knew Ciera even a little bit better I’d ask her.”“But we don’t trust Ciera, do we?” Liz said.I shrugged. It wasn’t a matter of trust for me. She had ample opportunities to cause me massive amounts of pain (inadvertently or purposefully) but she’d always been careful.“Do we?” Liz asked again.“I guess not,” I said (because that was obviously the only answer that.