Then she’d do the same to Rachel and put them together. If the guy had the balls to follow through and approach her, there was an almost certain cha...ce he’d have Rachel on her knees that same night. It was like shooting fish in a barrel. And when she’d return to her friend, face flushed after catching a mouthful in a bathroom or spare bedroom or hunched over a car seat, Rebecca would dance triumphantly and place a fake, invisible ‘Whore Tiara’ on Rachel’s head. Rachel giggled suddenly through. It all began as a process and this just started.First it began using only lads which were unsuccessful, I met a lot of guys through chat which was stupid, then I met a guy who had a weird fantasy for feet, yes you got it right, he loved my feet, he didn’t want anything else which was weird, I ended up meeting him and I was dressed as usual he asked me my feet, when I gave him he started to apply nail polish etc. I ended it up by doing a feet job and I am still in touch with that person till. "Who am I?" the blonde said in a confused voice.Then she closed her eyes again and tried to think if she'd ever seen herself like this before. After a thorough mind search, Thorn's memories of Mindancer came into view, boosted a bit by the input from the suit. A wicked sneer formed on the cute blonde's lips."I know who I am!"She carefully placed her glorious red wig over the blonde hair, then picked up the blue spandex head with the see through white spots where her eyes would go and pulled it. I truly love you” she was hissing between her teeth, her hands groping around me.We went on like this for sometime, and then I slowly moved my hand down to between her thighs. Till then, she had her thighs crossed, probably she was leaking. As my hand went between the valley, she opened her thighs, and I found out she had been leaking and quite a bit, as the bed where she was lying down was wet. My finger searched for her pussy lips, and found them. I gently opened them, and started massaging.